In a different way
In a different passion
My reason abrupts - being silenced
I fall - willingly - forget willingly
I owe for my indifferent state
In a different way
In a different fashion
I know the rising is to come

An act - of being just -
Of vomiting - for self-denial
And not to stay - in debt
Acquiring amenities - indulging in own flesh
Agreeing on being deaf and blinded
For conscience to be a martyr
For prayers in the haughty thoughts
Abusing right of strong -

In a different way
In a different passion
Betraying any act of love
And human nature
Sing songs - and fall corrupt
Do tolerate - injustice
And for the lack of words
Kiss hands of tyrants

In a different way
In a different fashion
I know the rising is to come

In solitude I am to seek the strength
I do look for the sky to clear
Abandoning the ties of slave
I harbor for support inside
I know I'm given all to rise
I know I am to rise

Wandering - through the deserts storm
For the breath - is mischievous - craving
"I comply" - prayer's false - sinks in flesh
Blissful kiss - lullabies' pace - is uneven
    Edging of dunes
    Under wind - martyr sings
    Primal scent - salty lips
    Shudder thrills - tracing hands
    Hips endow - shaking
        Drugged - with a truth
        In an oath - for the witness
        Sand is warm - reason thralled
        "Do forgive me"

Benevolence - the armor
Amour - is not to be judged
  Sculpting own sanity out
  Collapses under the shin - the teardrop
  Nomadic - of selfless thoughts - giving all in
    Assurance - to forcefully adopt
    From the brink - malnourished consent
    To articulate - though no will
      An open heart has - to fuel a soulless
      Machine - on the spire of -
        Consciously drowning revolt
          With life put in bank -
          Winning a glance, a thought and a breath    
          Embodying the loss with a smile

"Am I slowly going insane?"
In a witness of own downfall
I obey mere flesh - and am servant
Am failure - single words'
Altitude - ain't enough to describe
For how long - was awaiting for god
Drowning fool - and no shore in the sight
Only fog - waters' cold
"I am jealous for dead"
Free of playing cards lust
A casino where not even once
Was a winner - and all of the bets
Grow on dust -
Up the sleeve hidden tricks -
Just a welcoming gesture -
First game in - lost respect for own self
Second bet - and no will to stand up
Third time opens the purse - go in parts of the soul
Fourth bet - lost
Goes in fifth - humane face piece by piece
Given out for momentary bliss
In a wave of eternal despair

Was it obligatory
Or stupid - to call out
  A man - yet his doings
  Proved mere - point in
    Scheme - was his ambition
    Ruling stood cold -
    Peering in - to disobey
    And to conquer -
      Ones mind and ones soul
      Fears and freedom - at last
      Boredom - has moved
      One peculiar sight
        The girl in black
        And her blossoming
        Dreamers' kite
          Cutely eye-rolls
          Thin fingers and
          Shoulders - striking
            Pale - she smiles

Fulfillment - subconscious commitment
In what is a true - and inner peace -
For acceptance - for embroidery of oneself
In dark, almost frigidless - capability
And salvation - is no where to be found
Spit out the tongue - you almost ate it
Spit out the blood and bits - you chewed
Among the celestial thoughts of being
A timid and behaviourical brightness
In false full of 'less'-es and 'non'-s and 'in'-s
Words - neglect to be said - their weight
Is gone - with a passion - to thrive
But a lesser - is chosen - though - not you
Being the chosen one - but the vivid
Fragile and agonizing - white man's
Deals - quotes and problems - all from his head
Born from air and as chaotic

Solemnity does not speak for you
You - speak for solemnity
And if axe is - upon your head
Do you think it is late to make bet on a coin
Wishing it to fall and stuck on a rib
Wherever you make - an eager-one
To eat all of the soil - he pleaded - he raised -
He walked upon to - the soil which was the
Naturous home of his thoughts - his mind -
His believes and beginnings - nevermind
Let it drink - as like as it's been a decade
Without a bit of a rain due to greedy -
Clouds - who did not want to share themselves
That is why now the blood is sinking
'Cause the soil is drinking in a stimulus need
Not for man - for it's own sake and self
To keep breathing - getting last breaths from
Those - who fall bleeding

Pushing the ground away - with iron cutoff
The sough interlight of toller - outgoes
From islands - floating - in the choir
Collisions - of world state waves
Counteract - of contradictions
Forgot to remember - throughout from the depths
Eroded - fractures - cuirass of theirs - is moss
And shrouded - with sprouting - cold wrists
Dew trails - hands flooded -
To wash the soot of the blood from one's face -
Up to phalangeals - lacerated - spring of pyrexia
Mindbreak - helplessly curdled
Seeing - far-heading stabs to inhale
Trouncing to raise - the head up -
In the fratricide craving
Hum - and of body parts - ocean
Blind sea-gulls - skrike - and anthracites'
****** - is in embrace interlocked
Drogues - are not eaten to bone - and no brink-
Of - he-li-o-cen-tri-cly driven -
Mound - and weak swellings -
Nauseating headrush
Endowing to - entrails - of cascade
Dissonance - limbs - apart

Despite all my rage
I am still just four minutes
of silence
                          —John Cage