The return of Apophis

Lorenz

So many sublime wonders 

in this bouquet of life's bitter flowers.

Do we really love this poisonous ,

yet delicious taste so much ?

Sweetness of a summer night 

whose drama was written by a wandering creator

for ambiguous pisces sharing the curse 

of the chalice ...

While waiting for Apophis return ,

I am engraving on  the scum of my  skin

the echo of a million years in digital letters...

Endless requiem inscribed with the serpent

upon a carnal parchment ...

 Are we nothing more than the fruit 

designed from the barren moon, confused womb ?

 There's something rotten in the kingdom 

of heaven ...

 Jim Morisson improvises a '' Hangmen ballad '' 

on a stringless guitar .

 that bastard sometimes disturbs the eternal peace

of the neighborhood ...

  Breath of freedom ,which I imagined 

to be a song of rebellion !

 But I think Leonard cohen doesn't care anymore

and no longer believe in the California dream...

 Guys (And gails) Every heroic suicide  inoculation

carries within in its dose of profane redemption ...

 Having crossed ,fury of life,the threshold 

I will sacrifice a parody of vestal virgin 

on Ostia beach ...

The wave will wash away a bloodcastel 

born of the tormented poet's torture...

 In the geometry of this ordered chaos ,

freed from all vain hopes ,

  I 'm wating  for  Apophis return ...

 

 

 

 

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 25th, 2026 11:28
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    Some wait for Christ others for Apophis I am waiting for a flight. Well done check your watch see if he is overdue.

    • Lorenz

      Our friend will return in 2029 and will be visible to the naked eye !

      • sorenbarrett

        There is to be a comet this year

      • Ellen Marsell

        When hope disappears, fear disappears as well. Only the pure contemplation of the approaching Serpent remains.

        • Lorenz

          Beauty is toxic
          Creation is ambiguous
          Chaos is cyclical

        • Priya Tomar

          Eternal chaos beneath fragile beauty .
          I missed your verses .

          • Lorenz

            Beauty of the ordered chaos !



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