1 czerwca 2014
KAVA KAVA
What that I am left with, impaled in jaws
of mantis, starting a tug of war, for the
otherness in me, seeking a bloodbath between
my poise and incestuous blue hole of black walls.
I gave you my voice, my roses. I am not afraid
of an impromptu death, but I was connected to
time-space of killing grounds of truth to save
the tears salt. I promised myself a zero gravity.
And you might take Kava kava to resolve
the conflict between round tables and square chairs.
I will go on starvation death in moon washed
landscape freezing my breath to release my soul.
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