Nebula evening | The radiance disperses through the city centre | cars and trains alter the streetlights to fit | Bites a fresh peach | Juice cools her fingers

Scattered arrival, interspersed with delay | Hunger hardens to an empty point | satiation passes | To understand, we had to move | as if shifting seats | to gain a better view | Shot in a theatre, but not that one, with each year | the herds grew smaller | Departures, also


from the series fleeting pixel (series of 1,000 poems, 2012–2016)