words can be postcards revealing worlds

fortresses towers pillars monuments temples

hindsight empirical shards

we stand in perfect pairs

orders by sisters Franciscan

they called it school

her name is Eudoxia

she twirls your ear

only shortly but firmly

her sealed ring glances

behind this window

she stands wavering a finger

each brutal act

only a pavement

for my evolution

a revolution begins

the chalk itches with my ears

I fail to visit these labyrinths

formed by perfectly entwined

letters dancing

my handwriting a bouquet

abstract art work

expressionism

in the making

protest songs from child hood

replayed on radioshows

dark youth clubs

brown and green bottles

absinth absurdity

crossroads are many

I stand at the trapeze

walking tight cords

our hair is spiked

shoes bound

dark kahjal explained

what rouge did not tell

wiccans wizards

Osho drives by

in his latest Mercedes

Gramophones typewriters

atoms for peace

dystopic families

war is a psychopath

and the world moves onwards

in its orbit osculation frequencies

stories of fingerprints

a language is given

so sing Kuru

chant sing sweat

work plead pray

play dare dive

swim

poetically

write while you may!