The winds of Neptune

I am the spark of disorder .

Son of Aeris .

I am the breath of discord.

Child of Anomia .

In this frozen suburb 

of the icy cosmos ,

Consciousness of a distant memory,

 the periphery ...

The mean Triton laughts at me .

Lost planet, your painful blue 

burns in the nest  of an aborted crystal.

 Heavy is your eternity 

that I hold in my hand ...

From a carnal ocean rises the storm

of methane from  souls .

 Dancing mornful beauty .

My solitude wanders through 

formless bubbles palace.

Formol flavored flash ,

you write the name of the gods

on hydrogen sulfurous clouds !

Mad birds flying above the celestial abysses,

carried away by the long moan 

of the ethereal  whirl ...

Infinitude never ceases to be reborn 

in this night that dawns on the chasm chimera...

 Dark shimmering .

Dolls veiled in lustful lunar desire ,

why try to conquer you ?

I am the inspiration of chaos ,

 born from the womb of aeris .

I am the expiration of the uncreated,

fruit of Anomia .

 The mischievous Triton  mocks me .

  Forever enslaved by the winds of neptune...