Dare the things
that obscures the view
and cut down
with your sharpest scythe
your resistance.
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Art
Into a vacuum
The north wind did not manage to wipe away the sin from the tormented body
tried desperately to dress the naked, ruthless wind penetrated the marrow
in a shout of chills
hands trembling like leaky branches
the cramp was thrown back into a dark room
in a childhood friend described
the pale blue cold whispers stubbornly
sucking the power out of whining body
to pass
to recreate
a virtue buried
It was you and your intrusion that created the image
firmly etched shape of an icicle
Yes, scream the chorus in fierce heart’s struggle
It was the rebel in an infrastructure that took the sharpened pen
similar to a historical form
in a war that began
and never ended.
That flame
Conceptual presence for the latter thought
as an anchoring created
in its conditional aspect
a brace for the utilized form
wherein magic is made.
Supernatural
The limitless conditions of magic
Grows into the reality
that only exists in
the possibility of a free fall.
It rinses over them
Eons of missing from a beam’s loss of its star
a perfect wish to meet again
The insight shone like a sapstain laser through lost hope
that the illusion gave
Love was proudly returned to the heart’s origins
saddened by empty meetings that nothing gave.
Fear free zone
Feed me in your maturity
not ever doubt the grace
dense as the root it starts to speak of truth
the very self belives
different shapes are seen
in the eye of growing earth.
The merciful Samaritan found herself out of reach
Vibrated all the way into bone
like an inventor’s accuracy,
I applied myself in pure desperation
extended
beyond the understanding of the worlds concepts
the little tickle whispered
unintelligible phrases
not manifested,
yet paradoxically comprehensible
as tracking on a trail of
unknown phenomenon
the light is licking its creators desires.
Was always next to life
One foot inside and the other one dangling free
viewer viewer
trail’s relentless desire to see
that little invisible
in mountains rustling
in flight
in fugitive shine of hapiness
taken by the sunset
drowsiness of a moist drip’s longing
free from the stagnant time, life flies
in a jump
which sticks in the resin of the tree
that becomes your sleep.
An eye that sees
Whistles past a fast train on the fly
illusion of water splits itself in two
the wave was a timeline phantom
in the periphery.
For you
In honor, sorrow bows
in embarrassed gesture
pivots easily with hand
asks for mercy
we travel to a heart in despair
and beats the tornado
force, origin
unfolds
barriers, memories
feelings get dressed
all that describes
grief
in merciless history.
