D.I.Y.


You never said: do it yourself My blood tissue infested with; I can do it without you virus In my pride: I became a disciple of Frederich Nietzsche Our creed: You are dead You remain dead We have killed you In my ignorance: I gave up on your blind walking stick I know how to … Continue reading D.I.Y.

ESCAPE FROM THE LEPERS COLONY


Freaked out; hair stood up still Volcanic-ambition to its rest, like the farmers tools High octane passion is yesterday's story His soul has grown older than his face He still owns an apartment at lepers colony Escape is out of his renovation plan A cloud without rain, he exclaimed; The most exciting moment of life … Continue reading ESCAPE FROM THE LEPERS COLONY