Inside

Outside my skin boundaries there is a great realm
neither time nor place can budge this kinky lace
skillful embrace of unsurpassed grace
spoiled upon fritter layers of envy litter
was before reaching the peak with reverse sleek

Outside my core there are endless worlds
as many as inside but they don’t coincide
unless the key is turned into a sea
where dolphins dreams of flying free
against the gravity of earthly beings

Outside my context of perception there are black holes
leading to different dimensions with no mentions
of use directions but alive are the reflections
of forgotten cling that translates everything
that ever was of any worth in mental north

Outside my fragile being there is space
in middle comes the point needle
that turns around upon holy ground
genesis explode creation damnation
there’s nothing else but design reverse

Inside spiral end deconstruct vicious pretend

24/01/08