Surreal adorer.
Threnetic sky that throws
The wind of stars at night.
Manumits horror
And darkened marl repeats
The moans by owelty.
I’m spreading waves
Midst reedy brenches.
Misanthropic rebellion
Of elements.
I do meander on this fiery ground
And not exist when you’re around.
Periapt of fire embroiders vast
Polluted world of dying everlast.
Nuptials of sky and roaring firmament
Mactation for the new day sent.
When ivory phosphor rise
You hear no longer cries.
And plight of will is done.
I am last minstrel , my body is breathing fire.
The shameful flower saved i admire.
Since million years have taken them away
I found the wall of antecedent days.
In stoney ruins ornithichnite is shrined
And brown plumes like blankets laid untouched.
No one but stone knows how she looked before.
And maybe she appears again but nevermore.
But when i lift my eyes
To crowns beneath the skies.
See first nymphosis comes,
Nepenthean, with million newborn lives.
The rede of silence
That stood among the aeons
Was primal rain
To start these lives again.
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