chase - writer-spirit...

...like we are...

Wind


crazy sows slaughtered scarry desire clouds
red steal looks at the carnage night
a cloud of guilt punishes cross
punishes failure revenge
caution has a red revenge
no one is fighting the wind crying
when looking at the gloomy flame of dissociation
looking for wine in my loneliness like a desire on
Lapi acute awareness of the shadow
This hyaena
broken naively fall escapes
despair about the destruction of the sky dream
City of shadows of the past to see me
storm lies again
hunger burns red
never rejected dream destination for foreign madness!