****** Ash
****** Clowns in Boredom’s Circus
Clone each other’s Appearance and Tricks,
Multiplied are all-welcoming Sockets,
Where Eyes’re being scrambled in Mix

To prepared be after on Fire
Of enormous and devilish Heat:
Clownery supersedes the Desire –
Replicated to be after Split…

Age – Forgetfulness genuine Wishes
Brought in Imagery to memorize:
System pushes and System unleashes
Under Glass so reminding of Ice –

Of the Doomed one to melt and, avenging,
Pathway opening to mired Flesh;
Metamorphosis here arranging –
The Condition to turn Dirt in Ash…

Smile in Powder, glistening Lipstick –
Let us greet mocking Image of “Growth”:
Point of Exaggeration of Fat Pig
That has come to be Praised and loathed.

Rumbling Cutlery, senseless is Laughter,
Blown Horns are – the Tricksters are here!
Fossilized ****** Fuel waits Lighter –
To make Fun of empowering Gear!..