your hands up your head

...
put your hands in the sky
doing forms not actions
making your body
just wings
over the ground,

over desire
to put your hands
away from here
let them know
your own fear,

i hope you could
i hope, you will do

let them fall over the floor
let them break
in another body
i know you can

and sudden
in a sudden way

you are happy
on your own foundation,
you are a form
only a shape
pure shaking in the sky
like do the stars,

like do the stars,
take them on your hands
and shake it
until the sky get new color
until the sky turn into your floor
...