As the axis of the Earthturned
The night became white
Changing the perception
Projecting messages on
The flagstones
Normally unreadable
But n the vague morning light
Everything and nothing seemed possible
At the very same time
Messages
How The World Works
The old man had a
worn down brown suit
That did not fit his
Black hat
Smelling of sweat and bad breath
Unwashed shirts and underwear
I have something to say
Even if no one
Will listen
This world is built on
Profit and money
And contempt for those
Who have not
He kept on ranting while
Counting his dollar bills
To be sure that he was counted
Too
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Ad Hoc
Who am I?
Why am I?
Being present
In a least
Two worlds
At the same time
Connections and memories
Passing through my mind
Intensive madness in a box
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Love of Complicated Creatures
Trying to find the unicorn
That fabled creature
Lost so long time ago
That like the dragon
It never really existed
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The Bringer of Fire
Stealing the fire
From the Gods
Getting burned and punished
Still feeling no remorse
Even though the eagle
Eats me every day
Miracles must be
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