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Apocalypto bar

End-of -the-world  morning 

I\'m alone at the Apcalypto bar.

the waitress looks at me 

with her jellyfish eyes .

The dead sea rolls in furious waves

calling sinners to walk on waters .

This morning the sky draws hyena skin.

Obscene streets piss their night of infamy.

   At the Apocalypto bar ,

I am waiting for the black army to arrive

 at the umpapah pace of a rat charmer !

I read in tuesday paper 

that Jupiter was a liar !

And Saturn  a serial  killer !

 At the apocalypto  bar 

 cursed  and succubi are welcome !

And also dream breakers 

who lynch the dabblers !

\'\' Please let the toilet door open

I adore rose pearls ! \'\'

At the Apocalypto bar

pompei is shattered 

the towers crumble 

and deads won\'t rise again...

 I\'m not a poet ! 

Only echo of the voiceless 

to be thrown under the metro

or hang in the web 

without even a polite goodbye...

 I\'m not a pen-pusher !

   Simply the prophet ,

vacuum friend and madness  lover !

 Letting flies socialize 

on haram carcasses 

 I\'m off to set back 

the passers-by clock \'

that beckon when life goes by...

 It was a may day 

aboard Apocalypto .

 Mi amor !

 Espresso macchiato !