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autor:: Elendurwen
rubrika:: poezia
Squeaking sound
Of vampires
Turns me off
And burns me
Shuts me down
And blurs me
And smoke leaks
Down my cheeks
And on my breast
And acid drops
Fall on me
And I sleep
In the sea
On white handkerchief
I lie and plea
For some air
And my body melts
And explodes
In thousands lines
And it lights
Their different lives
Down my spines
They slip and weep
And I leap
Over the buildings
And frozen roofs
Extracting
All my moves
While
The time flows
In my hair
The empty level
The Zero sphere
Is daunting me
Its living veins
Drain my life
Sharp as knife
Is my mind
And I am blind
And from outside my
Rotting coffin
I cannot see
The worms in me
Of vampires
Turns me off
And burns me
Shuts me down
And blurs me
And smoke leaks
Down my cheeks
And on my breast
And acid drops
Fall on me
And I sleep
In the sea
On white handkerchief
I lie and plea
For some air
And my body melts
And explodes
In thousands lines
And it lights
Their different lives
Down my spines
They slip and weep
And I leap
Over the buildings
And frozen roofs
Extracting
All my moves
While
The time flows
In my hair
The empty level
The Zero sphere
Is daunting me
Its living veins
Drain my life
Sharp as knife
Is my mind
And I am blind
And from outside my
Rotting coffin
I cannot see
The worms in me
napísanísané:: 1.4.2007
prečítalo:: 1231 ludí