Convert me till the Nothing of Myself
To punish bold impudent Ego,
Put it on appointed shelf
-Same mistaken by time and place
Eleven to twelve
Call me later
-Better tell me suspected intentions
Face-to-face
Waking up your adorable hater
Absent rider of raging brainstorms
Shattered limits, discover,
Freaking out the Creator
To collect parts in whole
Give an act for the role
Emptiness in the vessel
Forming out of clay
Pocke me pocker Jack Pot
Second round my cards are all lay
Bound sound:
On one hand –to delay
On the other –to act on the spot
Take a shot
Quicker, louder, faster
Don’t stay inbetween of my play
Straight in target
Follow the Master!
14-09-2012
The Master
© Copyright: Анна Стессель, 2013
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