Status Updates From The Distance of the Moon

implosion: to explode or implode?

as long as the sun lasts: story of a marriage?

without colours: ayl = avoidant

the distance of the moon: whimsical and catchy

At the limit of their decrepitude, shrunk to the size of Red Dwarfs or White Dwarfs, panting out the last glimmering gasp of the pulsar, compressed into neutron stars, here they are at last, light lost to the waste of the firmament, no more than the dark deletion of themselves, ready for the unstoppable collapse when everything, even light itself, falls inwards never to emerge again.

[from 4. Implosion]

'it's because you never listen to me' without which the history of the universe would not have for him any name or memory or flavour, that eternal conjugal bickering: if ever it should one day come to an end, what a feeling of desolation, what emptiness.

[from 3. As Long as the Sun Lasts]

The great change so long awaited had finally take place. On the Earth now there was air, and water. And over that newborn blue sea, the Sun - also coloured - was setting, an absolutely different and even more violent colour. So I was driven to go on with my senseless cries, like: 'How red the Sun is, Ayl! Ayl! How red!'

[from 2. Without Colours]

I still look for her as soon as the first sliver appears in the sky, and the more it waxes, the more clearly I imagine I can see her, her or something of her, but only her, in a hundred, a thousand different vistas, she who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.

[from 1. The Distance of the Moon]