ΑΝΝΑ ΤΣΕΚΟΥΡΑ " Ρωτάς ποιά είμαι... "

NUDE DARKNESS

I turn on the lights.

Darkness.

I turn off the lights.

Darkness.

I sleep with you.

Darkness.
I sleep alone.

Darkness. 

I pray naked to the God of Insignificance..

I feel heavy by the forgiveness I receive.

I pray with my head covered to the God of Impossibilities.

All my sins recognise me at once!

I cut into pieces a last pleasure... when you touched me...

Undividedly the sorrow embraces me...

I put together again all of my pieces that you allowed me when you left me.

There is always something missing.
There is always something missing from me.

Darkness.

[If you dont look at me, there is no sunrise....]