I Create,
The farther oceans,
Whose shores are torn,
Into pieces – Infinite!
I am the parched land – stripped,
Spreading along black margins,
Of the endless waters,
Unspoken!
The thirsty crevices scream,
Swollen with empty cries,
The echoes are washed away,
By the frozen waves of silent sea!
I drink the still venom,
From the black streams of lust,
Those are eternally breathless,
The anxious “horror” – Mysterious!
I whisper to the dead crystals,
The humble songs of love,
To my sole reflections,
The image of my split “self” – ripped,
Flashed on the glassy floors,
Splashing unholy blood in my eyes!
I discern you,
As I masturbate,
The infinite ego’s of mine,
Making love to each other,
Dwelling like floating corpses,
Over this hidden ocean,
Shrinking in my “other” mind!
So I choose,
For the reason “love”,
To stitch the torn bedspread,
With yarns of my deep songs,
Making the floor ready,
For the abandoned tears,
To flow on the desert lands,
Of lonely shores,
- The divine orgasm...
In my silent mind!
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