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Late night drinking
Talks
The bottle,
  Honesty, lies.
Two men talking
A fish bowl on a drawer

Fuzzy thinking

Remember when you
Told me that story
About albatros?

Or Baudelaire's
"Albatros"

  Fuzzy thoughts,
   Anyway


Through the meanders
   of mind

"A profound connection to memories
With simultaneous disconnection
To them"
I read, through the yellowed
Pages of the magazine
The sun peeked through window

The last words
Were my last letters to you



Come, I show you
The meaning and shapes
Of world
What the dry wine is
Exactly

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It's all right to feel fleshless
To have all your flesh
Torn off your spine
A bare spine,
A snake shedding
His skins, for
Million
Times

At first, it may not feel fine,
The hollowness, and all
  But it gets better
With time, trust me
  It's life.

The meaty summers
                   & springs
    Hollow winters
            In time

Some powerful spirits
  I will haunt this world





"I have found my peace"
The Flower succumbed
Inwards, within,
Again
And the story
Made a circle.


And through sunsets,
Sunrises,
Endless tunes
and
Pink skies
You found
yourself



peaceful,
In damp pit,
Stung & kissed
By serpents

My blood turned to chains
  Each breath
Brought the vision
Of cage
Vein, vain

All my blood turned
To diamonds
Each touch
The beautiful image
Of moon

Bring back life
Bring back life

The wolf is running
Soon his heart is grasped
Powerfully,
With the feeling
Of transience
His whole body shakes



It's here






I would love to
Talk to someone
And, like an old moon,
Spill all my wisdom,
Somehow

All I see
Is a bull's blood
In time, fly through
Air
Left
To dry
In dry air

Endlessly sad songs
Make you sad
For future
Even at now
Endlessly sad songs
Is where i take
My fuel from.
You asked me
Precisely
About that,
You did,
I remember.

Streak of blood
Flies through
Air
In slow time
In a room of Music

Each note
Rips the torrent
And you see
Everything

Every thing,
Every time
And I
Soak away

Mad dancer
Dancing madly
At the wastes
Of an ended world,
Of a world gone

1 a.m
Tears on rocks,
     Please
Laughter
    On the sun

-most beautiful
flowers
 Bloom only in spring
  Colorful, vibrant
  and for a short time-

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We must die, brutally
Fall to ground,
To earth
Lay heavy
To waste,
& fade away
To summon the Spring.

  Dance.
The smokes start
To swirl up

Wine runs
Through soil,
Again,
Swirl through veins
Veins of life
Alive
Alive
Come back
Alive

Just as suns
Grand and flaming glow,
Stay high
And in the evening,
  sink low

Then the night
Or some
unknown
Early dawn.
Smokey fingers
Or roots of trees
Play with thoughts

Smoky snake
Why'd you crawl
 Under our dancing feet.
They are Light.