ON AIR

On air.
Permanently on air.
I`m an eternal prime-timer,
Who has to take care
Of numerous wires
Hidden in hairs,
Disturbing roaches,
Distributing voices,
Destructing thinking…
Much more than
Possible!
Searching
For a purpose
Of living
Again, I`m defeated
By a virus
Of <<on air being>>.
But naively scratching
My prime-timer`s ear
I`m hiding scissors!
Which one I`ll cut first –
Green, blue, or purple…
I guess my cockroaches
Will be supporting
To take a proper decision.
And then we`ll fly out of anybody`s vision!
And go just in the air…
Where my children`s dreams
And my adult hopes
Will meet a Supreme Being`s appeal
To get to the Road
Of being just real…


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