Sunday, 12 December 2010

Rumîr ... come hither, leave the trail.

Shhhhhhhh...
Walk in a Parallel with the wall
Beware of the noisiness
Don't wake him up
Don't disturb his visions,
he is still trying
to avoide the realm,

Walk surreptitiously
drop as a thief
around his space - stealing the rubbels
leave him in his aim
for the subconscious he can't rule
for the entity he's seeking
for being recognized,

Walk as a phantom
never whisper
he is full of wailing on the rhythem
the one which he's frisked on
the hymn of his untouchable presence.

J.P.

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