Τετάρτη, 3 Φεβρουαρίου 2010

A Midnight Affair

Hopeless speech lies in bed this evening
Feathers softly covering the slumber with their breathing
Brothers fowlling the suicide midnight schemes
Carrying on thinking how Truth will grieve

A dream to have so gently in
In precious time our blury myths
The compass shall follow the monsters' fear
The mily pathway which came so near

A struggle and a voice embedded on our map
Like gospel for the weak to blindly start
The treasure hunt the clouds promised once
In search of the embrace and the broken touch

Engrave your honey lies on this body this evening
Colour up your fantasies with butterflies of science
Perform the sacriligeous red act, and forgive me
Make the incision dense with no care for this anguish!

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