How could you find
beauty in something beautiful?
I once saw a sunset
too glorious, too magnificent ---
The dizzying, striking beauty made me
shiver, tremble,
shudder.
Almost seemed like White's dear Great Evil Queen,
but actually it wasn't,
it was God! Making fun
of your disgustingly ***** sins
And mine, and mine,
and mine --
My eyes burned in fright!
My unconscious teeth --
If only I hadn't closed my eyes
My tongue would bleed and burst
in red, red of the blood clot
And black black shades of my heart
In a twine they are
Matching the cries
of the evening birds
of the dying leaves
of the gangs where children are *****
of the rivers which bottom's made of bodies
The red clotting; Shaded it black
Black black of the foolish, blunt heart ---
If only I hadn't closed my eyes
I would have been beautiful
Like the grand, whirled yellow-red sky
The so-called sunset
The God masked in the event of setting sun
And you would see me
And you would know it's impossible
To find beauty
In something beautiful
And you would
Shiver and
Tremble and

Shudder.