Atomic mushroom
On horizon
Instead of sun
That is my brain
Can you see world through my eyes?
See the war there reflected
Never protected
From fact of the lies
Foes everywhere
Fools on the road
Road of the life
That still leads nowhere
Razors are bare
But never sharpened
Dance on the ruins
But ruins of soul
Fuels!
Poisonous fuels
That is too cruel
to give just advice.
No paradise!
For outcast.
Nevermore look into the past
All poison drops mixed in the bowl.
2019
14 ноября