21 january 2022
Some Profanity
Smearing an uncut―
and whole moon on the forehead
of night―
the crazy wind starts
turning back the clowns.
Tonight the kitchen would be shut down.
Somebody had climbed
the heaven for a joke, and
became a monster.
Beyond the bread and
milk, lies the cow dead. My
soul cries, who will―
jump on the moon?
The end opens a distant―
black water lake.
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