Walk along the shore: I've been
Stiff as cheap rug, freeze eaten my neck
Drift my Hawaiian toga in the air
Shelter in this world: Agony
Tickle my heart by love: History
Sour, bitter, sweet, I drink from bottle
I live in fairytale, once-
Pour poison thru my vein as wine,
Even Death fear to whisper.
I not Guru
My bare foot ashen, I couldn't.
I justify the constellation, Zeus furious.
Not Christ either.
I have no Holy Grail, I swear.
My hand not for curing, miracle distance.
But instead I know storm aroused my life: was
Tho I fright craving for the future
Deep inside, there is light upon me
Ordinary me, I reclaim myself.
what a great post - thank you !
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