you let me disintegrate
in atoms of singular
to believe
in the silence
of deception

to move
between the satellites of my own self
with the jungle of ferrous metallurgy
in one single rustles
iron line

you extract me
from myself
with all the essence of power

you move me to my base
to be
one single nagging line
written and rewritten
in your being

I taste you
with the utmost fear
to the sin
yearning for you

I exist
to wait for you
concretely
to the rust