The empty container

Here I am

an empty container, filling

none. I believe Down

the sun, I am the other

worlds, thoughts

are in other countries.

Gradually currencies

life raft,

a thousand dangerous

through the bend.

Author shield none,

I write these words,

I'm dots, polka dots,

none. Who gives

for me the topic story

tomorrow. because I

I stop this pain

off creation?

It's time went past already,

the ardor of words fail

even though the bonfire

 was burning already.

Still rises tomorrow

again skyline

the sun?