date with the fall

Lorenz

Paradise is sold out .

Hell is no longer recruiting.

All eternity to waste your time 

Pretending to believe 

that you are still alive ...

 Night in white shadows 

interspersed with insomnia ..

Pretending to flee a curse 

halfway between dream and delirium ,

a hellish clock swings like fatal 

metronome...

 How to escape from oneself 

without taking the path of illusion 

and end up in the putrid mouth

of the Gorgon ?

Sometime a griffon old  aquaintance 

or a few chimeras ...

  Weighted .Divided . devoured .

A slimy reptile clings to the ossuary 

of the soul ,wriggling into 

the compassional abyss .

  Give me a zyklon kiss ...

Midday butterfly in the bright 

midnight sun .

  The long sob of Mayerling rocks 

my heart ...

  Doc Jerry killed  mistery love .

One dead body floats 

 the other thinks ...

The killer took the last metro in Paris .

 He fancies himself  a poet 

but goes around with an ausweiss .

 Mirror interwine this disturbing mirage .

Sacrificing these reflection won't save you !

The beast's egg feeds in a lunar plexus 

Smiles smell  corrupted  when turkey 

is served on sundays at family meal ...

 I sniff the forbidden perfume  

of this sister  I possess in the dregs ...

  Man ,we should call the terminator .

Anne Franck is bored at the threshold .

  she writes to her friend Barbie .

  What to do free oneself from the grip

of the moloch ?

When the pen refuses to deflower 

the blank page .

 Mind stuttering at the bottom of the hole .

   Dizzying  frequency . 

No longer reading, writing, living and dreaming ! 

  Paradise is bankrupt .

Hell isn't worth a missal .

  Let's take a sleeping pils 

that will keep us aware ...

 Everything ready for our date with the fall ...

 

 

 

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: March 5th, 2026 11:17
  • Category: Unclassified
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