a lie.
stealing from the other wing of a dove.
freedom and lie dont belong to each other.
a lie is to control the other.

there is only late or early.
no such thing as on time.

he wants to be accepted.
even though he is the child of punk.

olympus mountain


a short lived fault with vast magnitude.
surrounded by dead beats.
yet trying to create own.
system is not there to beat.
but a glitch’s faith
is to be corrected.
unless it flows with the big.
at the end,
there is the seat.

one day she thought she wanted to die.
that she wanted to be killed one day.
that she wanted to **** one day.
one day she just died out of joy.
gathered the ones and made them whole.
she has turned her thoughts in her hand,
her thoughts became a piece of paper. a ball.
it was just three times ago, right here,
days full of existential crisis.
at least she repeated the circle of rebirth four times.
in at least one,
she intended to imitate her life.
she was unable to do so. it was against the name.
run away. or stay. is it a chase.
past. now. and the future.
she escaped from her feelings and the reality,
more than five times. who escapes became much more closer to the ground.
soil. dirt. human-made out of dirt and dirt escaped more.
Who escapes more from the death,
gets scared from it more.
who said it's good to be chased.
it’s a mere fact that you are only chased if you try to escape.