one by one
they are pressing the button for more
I nod and
talk to them with my mouth shut
(my mouth is full of popcorn and wisdom)
I tell them to walk through fire with grace
save your words and
bring me an edelweiss - my eyebrow says
show me how you catch a ray
your bullets are buried in the snow above me
stop shooting blue birds
they’re made of plastic and
no thunder can save you
I’m no monster
There only are diamonding lengthy dragon tails
of unconsciously fibring up things
bustling ahead through me
Their fiery claws
grip at my gimballed, never-tomorrowing blood
Overhead
they permeate and shred
the sacrific ennead
shunting the inscribable paginations’ loop heads
to the next level
Instant, go away
- I am so beautiful!
It rains with shivers in my zealot vow
To whom I was, to elder that I’ll be;
No lucid spring will blossom in the knee,
After the chaos of the falling crow.
No half or faked answers and no plea
To broken fortune in the mirror, now,
When I’m the reckless tyrant in the slough
Of recollection and despair glee.
No second thoughts; under the step will grow
A chasm, a heated spear or a sea
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