Monday, December 20, 2010

Polyp- Like Lump On Palate

TERROR TALES ARS

A beast lives inside of me
(a huge sun crown)
Rip my skin with amazing patience
Ports where he has
gone bring it full of resolutions and hopelessness
says that destiny is played by a
in a cup of liquor
worst and arms of a blind woman
Needless to note that speech when
feel like no matter who is
front of me She's the One with the universe
This beast is the slave of ambition
envy and the reluctance
Many times I have felt no reason
loitering in the bushes
piles that grow in cities crammed
regulations and public places abandoned and dirty
stay for hours there walking around as if searching
a shadow that does not belong or maybe
amid cries of death

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