7 june 2012
MONILIA
Irreverent arsenic of lake bottom
was seeping in me
I was riding on waves, moon-stuck.
The nude shot
of anemone, blindfolded
after the criminal assault.
Why they were throwing the lewed comments?
A raw cave
of white pain, drags the deity out
and dances on hawthorns.
The butchers become sick,
sick to the bones.
O democracy, king was not wise,
wise was not king.
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