Τετάρτη, 11 Φεβρουαρίου 2009

Recipe proposal

Smeared tears running from the looters
came out of the fake forest in tatters
oblivion ridden broken ladders
could not bear witness since sweetness
was unhinged in sour liquid rain
while the dark masquerade is on hold

no sense of loss upon the twisted moss in your mind sauce

swirling was the forbidden dance
blood upon the alter dried
washed away under endless rain
while the sacrifice bereft of pain
thus the gain was in vain

[…what a shame…]

Do come and join the light beam
around a glimpse there is the key
to unlock the memory orphans
and let them fly into the celestial glow

Bright so bright thus you gain insight

Count the breaths in reverse order to enter the disorder and face the border

29/01/09

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