martedì 12 luglio 2016

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Other

The world is trivial,
and around me all pressing my neck like a noose.
As I climb the dreamy truth.

Devoured by demons in the world
I cry in my connective sensitivity,
too far away to touch the ground.

**So ... lunge.
And others push me down.
And I observe.
And all it suffocates and drowns me.
And I get up.
Corroded by all the other.
Driven out from all the rest.**

I'm erected in the heaven,
ethereal and perfect but lonely.
The wind of the earth wants me with it.

**So ... lunge.
And others push me down.
And I observe.
And all it suffocates and drowns me.
And I get up.
Corroded by all the other.
Driven out from all the rest.**

... I am dissociated from my thoughts light
who can not skim the surface of reality ...

..they are extraneous to banality,
but all wants to devour me.
tasted me, savored me...
I flee flying with a broken wing.
and a black vortex sucks me from other.

**So ... lunge.
And others push me down.
And I observe.
And all it suffocates and drowns me.
And I get up.
Corroded by all the other.
Driven out from all the rest.**

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