Blood Dreams… Nailed like a spike into my mouth! A glass lizard clings to my palate

 

From a molten cloud, AngelDevil watches me / Wings at the edge of a mirror… The flat delusion of teeth fills my soul

 

A cross made of buildings upon its head / Gnawing at my ankles like an octopus A city vomits all its hate! Thin lines are etched onto the trees…

 

A Ferris wheel of thorns in my belly… Carrying Cavafy’s books of flame

 

Many women awaken on my tongue… Another eye is distinguished within their eyes… Superstitious projection halos… A child’s palm reaches into my core…

 

The prophecy of a naked city by Richard the Lionheart Hearts entwined with forks… carrying the imagery of Sophocles.

 

YET ALL MINDS ARE DEFILED! And the Hunter drinks from the sAmE fAbLe!

 

While binding stones to my chest, I carved open a Wound in the cathedral of three pigeons. The tidings of the rose pained me like a spasm.

 

I perished in the well I worshiped / A lion drew my future and spoke, raising his staff: “Awaken and run in the forest of light. Awaken, I consecrate you!”

 

The streets smell of dense grapes, the streets of cocaine! From every wall erupts the hand of Hitler!

 

Three nights and three days opened by death! My face turned upside down in the courtyard! A loathsome secret emerged from my hair!

 

My twin fell from my neck / Shaken by agony, I saw:

 

INSİDE  THE  SWADDLE, GOD WAS  A DARK BLOOD!!!