blades
come in different shapes
under different names
some cut right through
scar your thoughts at night
you cry
these are the young ones
you cry
to make them go away
with pain and stuff
you earned

other blades
cut to pieces and start
all the way
from head
to the bottom of your fate
slaughterhouse
you could have never guessed
how hard
love has become to taste
needle to heart
check your pulse
and walk away
a man

next train
will take you there again
how sharp
is it gonna be
you wonder and  you see
the sky is watching you
through tears
peace on Earth
is logical fallacy
insane
insane
insane

Low-motion fields
sacral flowers of waves
bore us a fruit
energies in flesh conspiring into the shape of wonder
entering deceit of cells
and it lives

The Thing

Thus welcome to where we rule
human
your code just broken
even if you learn time and space
you will miss us by all dimensions
that could have taken you out of a nutshell

but won’t

We will watch
as paranoia sets in before any proof of existence
you were given expression in dust
hence you will only enjoy defeat regardless of where the vortex of your soul
is meant to travel after incarnation declines
and your life expires for us

sad

to sound true
they spell nothing but lies
cast them out
reel our minds to robotic hive
communicate what does not exist
as being  deeply dear
sensual
waiting on us to change
morph into slaves

dissonance like a splinter in our bulging eyes
mercilessly expending into all aspects of life

I wouldn’t walk on the Moon
even if I could
but to them, I surely do
pose a challenge
thus I need to be restrained

watch
evil sending electrical waves to my brain
confusion feeding on my flesh
If I lose my face in the process
they will say it is all there
smiling and beautiful as always

cosmos is born oval square
ever is just an illusion
normal is rotten
abnormal fresh and young
fountains
trees
laughter are bad
like teeth and oral sex

cooling is warming
sin brings happiness
the planet is a globe
the globe is so plain I see no end to boundaries
hold me tight god
as schism of logic and brain the only path they propose
both sides furious
weapon of mass antagonism takes its toll
everywhere I stand

religions come
and go
women come and go
empires and dogs
golden masks
regrets spoken to icons
lunatics
murders
thieves
other things worthless come and go for while I am away
waiting to be reborn with the first ray of the new Sun

signs for words
words for signs
shadow of the past smells like each funeral ahead
all is delayed sacrifice
why wake up to heavy thoughts
from before there was any fire

the bitter taste of circles
the frustration of asking for forgiveness
our featured God is dead
bring your own divinity from lowlands
war in Heaven falls on Earth
lofty fortress collapsed
wells of life buried with ash
blood-stained hands
bound by the irreversibility

you
walk the walk
Victorious
Glorious
mortified angels waiting in the wings to cede the power