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terça-feira, 6 de agosto de 2024

alien (nation)


  alien (nation)


alienating myself
from what future corpse 
i might be
fleeing myself 
from this masochistic murder 
of the self 
and from all wicked nature of men 
a midway warning
to a defiance of being

restless places
where you reborn, shredding the skin
as old as their values, 
as hollow as their faces
no valuable lightness 
is here to bare
no truth it seems to be 
at our pace

seven folded tales
of the untold dream 
are now revealed
torments of such great solitude 
i embrace, 
where faith and order fades
the prayers unreal, 
earn  
a god's lending hand 
that never feels

furthermore, in a devil's lore 
they claim 
disorderly in vain 
 that our romance is new
    but our hurling flame 
day by day
tightens 
like an
ancient morning dew

tracing 
to here 
where you stood 
in shame, 
shortage of wings
only the fury wirling
through 
those vessels

brought by 
torment
it beckons the essence
lost 
in promises of faith 
made by 
a stranger's prier

in native soils,
the riddles of this earth
unwinds
the weight of silence
 
a shortcut 
to emptiness, 
across
empires 
of consciousness
unraveling 
the true 
only inspiration
you can have
an offering
to a resigned 
alien nation 
in all it's might


perform the play 
you' re alive 
greet the hours
from the horizons
that through a limbo  
marked the flesh
out of our space 
haunted 
by delight 
still restlessly 
we aspire 
to go now








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