Hi the other
my instinct
extint I
of he me in its ink
she
the door
open knock
my knuckle index
her arm
twisted harm
a handle less
its candle light
is high light sigh
flight fight sight
extint I
the other order
mine not border
never a door
her index knuckle
leftover the table
nacked scene wood
obcene sin
extint I
always burned odd
light skin sky
he my instinct
die tip top
the other her
she right is
off me his right
the floor wrong sigh
wetness witnessed
closed knock knuckle
her foot left
over hemeshe
extint I
one her nacked knuckle
necklace for a cold dish on
fight fish fury fist
bye eye
good wood buy by
cracked earth broil
knock stone
and stone
ex tint I
is this suposed to
be?
hi the other then.
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¨The other¨ II
about the Other
shall forget I
its conquered fear Unconquered
fallen shades of sin
in me may say was stupidity
nudity, mine was of
His hidden untruthfully believings
Father´s Mothers - pieces of time-
do not trust any
truth for reality unreal
scenes viewed by
why - the awakenings remains-
seen scene sin
obcesene questions are existence replyings
but for those who the way mislead
in shades other ways of thought painfully arrive
strange meeting at knocking front
cero time minus cero grades centigrades
the coldness vastness of
-while in truth- Lie
fantasy shy white flag
braveness may wonder
why - just was it-
there´s no more shine
like no other memory
of those mist of glories
of those ones which never trust
a simple smile so happens
often along the shades
down the fall faling crying eyes
there´s still some under
- the darkness grave -
my body on top
of the water so deep
is existence this Existence?
down into earthy lies
founded by casuality
all is denied cannot
be said I was a flag
to exist
in looking for liberation
no freedom of will with
these is real Love
-while dieing in apologies-
afection for infatuation unsatisfied
-misty glory- mine is one
of those Dessires like thorns
as time goes to these
indrowsy state believing fail to
wondering why along it might
further in time wonderings
why while as going?
grave awaits grouchy
darkness in all denyings lie like
like approaching Death
she´s all conquerings of Earth
earthness all existence Existence of
these believings all weathers
of corpses sank under
all dreamers Dreams
replying fantasies into
for tiresome eyes
under soul empty of our Emperors
Lord looks like mudy cly
under the desert sun
son soon as light among
desperated star in space alone
all creation recovers life
it´s time which deny its fake
glory of all Miths.
