Astonishment
Wonder
I look down on the sure street so often.
The megalomania in front,
a far embrace of discontinuity
from the politics
the shining boots
the straighten up coat
the deadlines.
The geometry of carcasses.
We have been tricked with a synthetic spirituality…
The desire is in the pain,
the living is in the knowing of crouching altitude.
And we dare to be the spirits of embodiment
of yearning
for a brutality,
for closeness in long, slithering darkness.
The drill is the making,
the fun of the play is in the breaking
of a limping timeline.
I wonder with fading faces and universal shiver,
i see the horizon and beyond,
i am in front of a disaster once but a masterpiece today.

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Photograph: The Smiling Monkey

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