everyone’s got one

face
everyone’s got one
don’t cry
look in my eyes
see
it was made for you
and yours
is mine
you gave it more than God
He now
looks the other way
you gave it its smile
and eyes filled with love
if you go
what am I supposed to do
with your face
I got

absolutely no more

this was the last time
I promise
absolutely
no more
because the next time
will be the first one
as before
when everything was just starting to run
and take your time places
to last
away

that wave

You see that wave
it is you
catch it
what a swell of time
to be born again
come
out of waters
inside mother Earth
and breath
vortex of life before it swirls back
all the way above

Always

always
within walking distance
of a lost yesterday
all that is
just around closest everything
in the wrong direction
from then to now
why wait?
can you walk against the shape
of this Universe?
that still claims you
while stars fall apart millions of thoughts afar
stars
you will never see born unless they died
but could not be gone
out of it
you call yourself

turn
and walk
away
convenience of this Sun
is a lie

Fucking Now

again, I think that
this shadow walking behind me
in time
seen as my past
this ribbon of blood not cut yet
it goes too far and comes too close
demands too much of my Now
and when I look around that’s really all I got
to carry into the future as the new me

the Now as one
coherent piece of mind
focused
on what is to come
from all sides ahead
crushing the temples

the fucking Now
with less density behind of
where I can really be

on 9/11/2001

on 9/11
every American has become a Pole
unhinged human of 2001
branches of apple tree
shaken
sank to the ground
only the smart ones ran into insanity
the blinds into the Cabal’s lie

on 9/1
this is how we felt
heart of Europe 1939
can’t speak for the others
collapsing walls
demolished lives
bushes burning in vain with no angel
did all the talking to us

even today
we barely survive designer wars to terrorize the ape
farce of justice
premeditated crimes take place behind silver screens
talking heads inside the jungle
advocate coin flip of kill and heal

unhinged human is not
a pleasant sight in the Eye of the Beholder
how does the data for perception feel
when step after step is taken
from below any comprehension
and madness is claiming names
of family members
so undeservingly
through fire
the herd is being put to sleep
sick place
where I have three hours left
to recover from the lowest frequencies
from the illusions they set
to trap us

today

today
I am a rain forest
and I need Heavens above to cry
so I can
among other thoughts
think that I breathe
and with each breath
hide all animals that feed off of me
day and night
wrestling both Suns

and I need life
to have no meaning again
only its blind faith in wisdom of design
so unnoticed
till Now awakens
so light
merely dust at the bottom of time well
dried out and forgotten
and wails its song of sacrifice
for nothing more
than justice of ages to come

Anubis

why are you taking my heart while my eyes still sin
with sight
of breeding and breathing empires
sand mountains
with sudden storms
rising and falling under new Heavens
under the showers from closing skies
for future pains of birth
blessing the land of soon to be dead
but not buried slaves?

the desert
its silence

and why is this mind refusing
to cultivate the grains it once sow
while its time has flown behind copper mirrors
under the golden dome
where I lay crippled by Sun’s opening light?

just do the rite
of unthinkable, Anubis

still born has never died
of this Earth

You were born again

every day comes at a price
discounts are available on the other side of the ocean
in this almost free
world
hanging between brick walls
and concrete
you now know how to call by name
poster walls of sudden ZOO
around

because that’s where it is
always somewhere else
don’t tell me you haven’t seen through it
before
you were born
again

and it is at the back of your mind
where doubt awakens
fake moments to remember
disguise of a fair trade
but it kills you
this hope
of sunlit islands
made of all possible heavens
in this impossible arrangement of guilt
conciseness for sale
it hurts

why didn’t you check the tag
if it is truly your life you are paying for
or is it some loud intrusion
by rebirth
into alien
living space
somehow you have always meant to have
and carry as your cross
for God’s sake
this life
I am only using it
to survive one more day
each
and every
day
I am losing to this fate

once accepted into the true bond
you will not retrace
the origin of voices
you can only go forward
humbled
to spread yourself on the sea

and no faces
that you will ever need to read
no fear
no roads to make you hesitate
confuse the trip
you can hide under the sky
as if you owned it
and when recovered
brush it off your shoulders
go further than light has ever promised

and no time
no time to watch days running out of it
crippled and broken
there is nothing of this world
you will ever need to bring forward
but yourself
the dream
the nightmare