Hark!
A flower of sadness blooms
Increments of silence increase
Darkness falls harder
Yes!
The clouds are in revolt
Moving swiftly against the sky
Like a page fluttering
eternally
You!
Grab ahold of my phantom flesh
Clasp elusiveness tightly
Send an arrow through the heart of the world
Go!
Into psychic labyrinths of epistemology
On searches for lost colors
With a being greater than yourself that is yourself
Finally!
The living haunt me
More than the dead
[a poem from the last century]
A flower of sadness blooms
Increments of silence increase
Darkness falls harder
Yes!
The clouds are in revolt
Moving swiftly against the sky
Like a page fluttering
eternally
You!
Grab ahold of my phantom flesh
Clasp elusiveness tightly
Send an arrow through the heart of the world
Go!
Into psychic labyrinths of epistemology
On searches for lost colors
With a being greater than yourself that is yourself
Finally!
The living haunt me
More than the dead
[a poem from the last century]
