Utopia, lord of the flies
Eminence and knowledge
portrayed by vengeance,
lust and reciprocity
ultimately to fade away
in the dark abysses of time
to melt into the redness of
the sunlight burning up
this wicked night.
Fractured souls finding
mates and clinging to
this last bare thread of
a future life, of happiness
borrowed from Satan
who married Pachamama
with her primal screams.
I am forever searching
in these rundown streets
floatingalong the pavement
and sticking to the homeless
that melted to the walls,
perverse icicles they are.
This nightmarish utopia
flutters before my very eyes
like sugar attracts flies
and I can hardly look away.
portrayed by vengeance,
lust and reciprocity
ultimately to fade away
in the dark abysses of time
to melt into the redness of
the sunlight burning up
this wicked night.
Fractured souls finding
mates and clinging to
this last bare thread of
a future life, of happiness
borrowed from Satan
who married Pachamama
with her primal screams.
I am forever searching
in these rundown streets
floatingalong the pavement
and sticking to the homeless
that melted to the walls,
perverse icicles they are.
This nightmarish utopia
flutters before my very eyes
like sugar attracts flies
and I can hardly look away.
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Zo Gezegd | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 april 2013 | ||
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