7 july 2021
Autumn's Harmony
Moon crazed fonts
starting a genocide of words
in narcolepsy.
Don't ask me about the amphetamines!
The letters have gone crazy.
No discipline,
no shoes.
They run wildly barefoot,
make you feel a victim of curved lips.
There were no afterthoughts―
about the massacre of essence,
of message, gist and substance.
You stand alone in jungle
of books, unprinted, unspoken
of, finding the
sequence of life.
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