#1928 - I'll be nobody's ancestor

 

1928

6.102

12.iv.25

I’ll be nobody’s ancestor

 

this my scant trace

I draw the line

 

I defy the tribe commandment

nor murder will be mine

in time’s next face

 

from nowhere to nowhere the parting

 

obscurity the fate of stars

and I embrace

 

I’m holding my phone up high to send

because I’m nowhere now