The staring look of fate paves your way forward
Your body pieces are connected to what will never be the whole
And yet you're safe, and, as always, ready to march
Wearing sewn body pieces that are no longer your body
Pieces of torn life, spirit injury cases, and your dreams
Still visible as days of recollection
You experience it as a futility of your fate justification
When you're really gone, though your answer is always that you are well
Nevertheless, your life days are calling you
For the discovery of new events and inspirations
You are ignited again when dawn rises
Towards new and random coincidences
Everything is arranged to look for its own way
Among that, your life is created
Efforts of willpower drive you
But, in fact, your days are numbered
Late Halloween Thoughts dedicated to Franz Kafka
© Copyright: Эрнст Миллер, 2016
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