95 or over 22 years
ago, which is the longest time?
That century in which he was born
or the eternity since his death?

Time is so elusive
like air, it moves
along with me
and surrounds me, always

It connects me to everything
that I am not, is
an invisible web
on which I live

on which I stick
with my appearances
which I leave behind
like old skin

when transforming again and again
from time, which layer by layer
makes me live, and layer by layer
consumes me