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terça-feira, 6 de agosto de 2024

alien(nation)

alienating myself

from what future corpse

i may be

fleeing myself

from the murder of the self

wicked man's nature- I defy

with magic

Into a restless place where you reborn, shredding the skin

as old as their values

no valuable lightness is here to bare

no truth is at your pace


the passion waves

raging waves  

like revelations coming along 

I came here to face it

all my grief forsaken 

and let it flow

through oblivion

destiny's son 

    mother nature's son

    the lesser men's son

  with my feet over this ground

              crossing a fiery path to Utopia 

    the waves talking to us still, very still

in a strange serenity of the will



seven folded tales


of the untold dream  


furthermore, in devil's lore 


they claim that your romance is new


but the hurling flame is ancient


hunger that blows through our framed innocence


and caresses you in native soils, a riddle of vast blue horizons 


binding through all sundown pleasures 


that comes and goes everyday 


only to unravel this race




its all your inspiration you have for now 

in all your might




perform the play 

you re alive 

greeting hours from the horizons to you

out of this space we aspire now

haunted by delight 


restlessly we aspire again

for you 

to go where you shall sing to me 

as a pray

your new chanson d' hiver










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