ABSTRACT in my own demise
Pages of my skin ripped and thrown
written word cast without the spell
one single push,
freedoms swallow would empty its shredded wing
chapters entity followed the failed fall
abstract the dancing gleaming surface
hands nailed to the duty of cross
yet forever open
beauty cries on titanic lost stairs
haunted by scattered rags on immaculate imitation
youth ejaculated fears spread on the cracked virginal wood
pages ripped thrown as wind blown days
trophy buried into tormented carved rites
Listen
no really listen
hear that click ,then in the invaded darkness a projector spins
sealed film circles its timely end
we move as sight disturbs
powerless until this film pretends
listen
listen
do you hear the end
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