Life is but the decomposed
of an old core thrown to the wind
and death a tale for grown-ups
told by politically children
according to the selection grid criteria.
Haikus born in a black hole
that evolution has shapped into a brain
reveal only a failed funambulist
who thinks he\'s a poet
as others dream of having a dog ...
Wingless birds watch the clouds pass by
believing they see the face of god ,
Faith is nothing but a farce...
Friend ! Boards drunken vessel ,
throws dirty ink into the saliva of urban flies,
releases a pestilence in the name of the transgressive !
Blessed you sermon on the mountain of madness !
Dark ethyl desire that palpates ,
palatine princess
the subjective object ...
The cheesy one that ignites the missionary
in the middle of the moon ,
makes Bukowsky happy !