excuse my
ending with yours sincerely as if birds
were children with no mother
timeless
would I suffer near god's neighbours
have you seen my sensual death
I left her screaming on the floor like
a white rough steam climbing hey you
yes you can be my fake soul I want to throw
away five black eyes that pierced the shy vallies
of eternity I want a break I need to laugh
with a deep hole inside the pain's lungs look that's
the easter of my dreams finally Jesus is told to be gay
he's kissing almost an angel almost a groom with a cross
whispering in no ear cus no ear is higher now
when feelings are combed with burnt stones may it
come just some minutes later when I'll be faint
ant the doors will be purple and yellow as if
unknown flowers would have chosen to live
in a parody of hell's gardens

only your dress is thick when
sunny widows go round my corpse
and the air smells of lilies I won't harm you
I won't
I just
pretend to steal
what I already own