Wednesday, February 3, 2010

POISONING

Cries of joy, voices new life's fires festive splendors of pleasure out of control fertility fair embryonic whirlwind of creation Satiated on immense heights Undertaking monstrosities seeking moderation and harmony, words and deeds, in one head beauty, in two hands responsibility and the air now in a plain room Actor and then man For now thick silence, death's veil Wear it as your mind goes dry Haven't escaped the grim reaper. So be it, since everything is closed Dreams where did you get lost? Full of joy we 've opened the windows for the end's arrival our most proper mother thus singing a salvation song

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