The Castle of Nowhere

Time is running out of time
In the castle of nowhere.
Ragged things there smell with family crime,
Pitted photo-witness swears:
To hush,
To keep silence,
To stop to gush,
To leave violence,
To hush.
But empty face is more suspicious,
Dumb betrays it history,
Piercing glance finds out  mystery,
Hell and Eden will not wish
To charge;
To break silence,
To compel to crush,
To leave violence,
To hush.

Into the family portrait I dive, dive, dive,
To horror of the phantoms of family mind,
To history of breaking of family dreams,
To memory of crushing  without screams.

All was read on stagy strain,
On arrangement of the hands,
Each of members looked out of sense,
Looking through the ages and taint
They leaked
But kept silence,
Plead guilty but
refused violence,
They leaked.
Gazing, I broke down like stem,
Can’t describe the dread I felt…
Foul nightmare? – Why can’t it melt? –
Vicious circle - I’m one of them…

Into the family portrait I dive, dive, dive.
To horror of the phantoms of family mind,
To history of breaking of family dreams,
To memory of crushing  without screams.