I am pain
Triplet of sorrow
Terror in mind
Dying tomorrow

In sunset I awake
Vampire of love
I cherish stains
Of sadists' clove

I don't catch trains or trams
I'm a tramp full of tears
Sculpture of lost
Drunkard of sin ridden minds

Oh nor ah
Fill my palms
Stars nor the moons
Show me directions

My feet covered with mud
My chest is wet
I'm looking for ray of truth
In this chaotic net

Striving
Travelling

Decaying

What is the lightning in the rainy night
When owls look for preys
Earth is muds
And staccatos dancing folklore

What is the Orion in the sky
When moon is touching your fingerprints
Sun is dead
And eternity have been limited by infinity

What is the morning star
Far on the hill surrounded horizon
When bees are pinching first flower dew
And colors in the sky melt into glass reflection

What is when we are dead
Far above the life
Deep into dust
And memory of someone else

What is the footprints on the clouds
What is water drops in hair
What is when is dark
So close and far from nothing?

Through the skin
My awareness is melting
Into sharp dirt

Sculptured like autumn lizards
Hiding from inebriation of
Forthcoming cold

Stitched fingers
Eyes that linger

My soul rises to beginning of transcendence
Felt in cuts of partial remembrance

My hair is sun rays of
Burdened vagabond
Travelling north

Into the pole of Inuits
Where birds dance in
Sun worship vortex
Of reality
That squeezes

His peeling
Old
Awkwardly voluptuous
Birth of
Thought

Mummify my pupils
Bird of dark matter
You be the pain
I am your anther

Death and rebirth
Followed me to pit
Of fruitful lonesome
Savage dreadful fit

I smelt the dandelions
In springs of summer
Late truthful opinions
Of locomotion armour

Now I am standing
With my feet on water
Show me the fleet
Oh iridescent rover

Mummify my pupils
Bird of dark matter
You be the pain
I am your anther