back to where it all started
closing up the circle
closing up the cycle

rooting back
looking at my feet as though nothing had happened
as though my eyes hadn't seen anything

i was trapped in a labyrinth
then in a bottle
now i am confined to the dead angles of my memory

i can't escape from my knotted body
from my intertwined thoughts

at the very end
when there will be no cities
and no words

i will open up my eyes
so you can see me