I etch your name
deep in my soul,
past the thickest
skin,
the toughest
bone,
and there is
no one
to be blamed
for that
except me.

Don't you
worry
I will be
just fine
but not like how
you want
me to be.

I regret
looking at the sky
with bare eyes
leading a choir
after a failed heist
tailing the stairwell
that goes to nowhere
throwing the sand
into the vast thin air
plucking the pear
from the dying trees
closing the doors
from a pack of wolves
storming out without
leaving a single trace
rocking the balans chair
to lock the innerspace
watering the rotten
and yellowish plants
yelling at all of
the bare shadows
watching the paint
goes dry and shy
aching at the sight
of tender butterfly
wearing the tremors
out of the dying luck
punching the weight
by a hard-boiled spate
quelling the thoughts
of the spinning bolt
flushing rapidly
the medals and stature
tumbling over the concern
amid the immense fear
visiting the old memoria
out of angsty melancholy
drawing out the crowd
out of fiery intimacy
dragging the woven sack
to the stuffy warehouse
questioning the pride
of a bleak posthumous
ripping the joy through
the thorny interrogation
piling the myth over
the existential desperation
pinning everything,
everything on a single thing.

There is a wall,
in every telling truths.

I ignored the final call
to the promise land,
and I shall be celebrated.

Too many things
happened
within a
short period
of time
while the time itself
was caught by surprise
by its own nature
by its ability
by its tendency
of delivering
sucker punch
within a
short period
of time.

Break the door
to pieces
you own nothing
and I got just three pennies
spinning on my left index finger
as I lock myself in the thorny cage
to amaze you
but you
have drowned yourself
and it is true
I know none inside of you
but the cat has nine lives
so do I have to lick it
back and forth
just like it used to do that to you
after pushing
the brick off the wall,

well maybe
I have lost my sense
but you know that
you don't have to be that dense.

Maybe,maybe,
maybe
we are all terribly lost.

Regardless of anything
there is nothing that you can do
to avoid those feelings
even if you were
burning
choking
drowning
you are left alone reeling
at the thought of wanting
to know the truth
to know the lies
the real sabotage
the real assistance
you want to know
everything
when most of the time
you are not going to
get the answer for
everything
sometimes the universe
works in the most
inexplicable
indescribable
ways
and you wish you were
the one chosen
to break the customary
to break the molecule
but you could never
get the answer for its
authenticity
for its ridicule.

you are not going to
get the answer for
everything.
never.

you
know
that.

At which point, does a man realized
that he is everything but a human who he thinks he is?

I am asking for your permission
to allow me to cut open your abdomen
so that I can pull your intestines
before your eyes and display it
just like the fish and the hen
at the daily market.
You may chew and taste it on your own
before you digest it,
and figure out whether
it will grow again or not.
Never mind, I had enough of this blood smell
so I am just going to ring the bell again,
and I am asking you again:

At which point, does a man realized
that he is everything but a human who he thinks he is?