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Fränz Müller

Flesh raised with blisters

with ashes and embers as lessons

a young child dreams, speaking with fire;

his words will be felt like a full-thickness burn.

Age eight, three a.m.:

the vision unfolds as the familiar fist hits;

pain draws the boundries.

The future is foretold, the narrator speaks

of the word to become deed, that terrible seed:

an act of the child, the growing monster

that match for a smoldering city!

  • Author: Fränz Müller (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 12th, 2025 09:37
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  • sorenbarrett

    Surrealist, mythical, metaphorical it speaks. Lovely



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