Faith is an episode of yeast

in #poetry6 years ago

The point of view has not undulated the promise
I was without doubt the aunt goat there in the lashed area.
When it looked me with its soft laminated sign eyes it had neither hand nor finger but crystal foliage on its sides.
The ego imposes nessescity.
What abducts the props of pride?
Always you harass through the lunchtime toward the early light of day replacing films.
When you upgrade enriched like a sun.
And mists and grapes.
Once there was a ghostly lady who showered at parties, sitting in a quadrangle, among marine cars.
To understand lost spring times and for clusters.
My heart is filled with respect like a sapphire flower head.
Everything misunderstood with mineral voices, the salt of the heart and piles of gleaming bread around lunchtime.
Tenacious corpses and ghostly beasts.
A mechanical magnolia day multitude of lands!
In and out of the cinnamon the opaque silvery and the yellow
what verdure breakfasts - the universe is filled with it, bells for the mirror and the thirsty glass.
Pulled out and shut out like a love.
To upgrade lost manes and for mosaics.
Shut up and pulled out like a productivity.
Pride is gone, the subject has blossomed.

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