This world is a grotesque canvas
set to music by a clumsy Picasso ,
prince of poets, adorned with every grace,
which ingest the tetrachloride potion ...
Child born without memory of the future,
object daughter of her father,the king ,
the mother denudes herself by habit
shameless angel's bite and ape's desire,
Alice in love for the nasty rabbit ...
This godless world doesn't give change for faith
it lays falsehood for a salary of weed ...
Merciful dog to you ,fools !
In this universe wet with vodka saliva...
sheep wreck orchestra .
Plucks a string from a broken guitar branch ,
fly away your heavy body , be a lethal bird
to fall into the silence of crowd ,
few crows at the lost dinner table ...
Nothingness will give you alms for a past !
- Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 24th, 2024 09:10
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Comments1
to fall into the silence of crowd...
A form of silence filled with noise...
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