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Monday, June 2, 2014

seismology 1: tonight

tonight

i talk to shadows
birds fleeing 
clouds 
they entered
my mind

the ground moves
gives way 
under my soles
my shoes stuck
in mud

my dream
whispers
i told you
i am a dream

the window
lies in shards
and a cold wind
blows into my heart

scars all red
and paining,
unhealed wounds
sprouting up
like weed

tonight
belief is fading
and fear is closing shutters
it prepares
oblivion

tonight
i dig graves
for wishes

and
tonight 
i see
a ladder of fire
to reach heaven
and
hell

my back
is itching
and
nobody 
to scratch