so here it is

morning Greece

rainy weather

the sky is like shreds of a net

in an empty den

rushing about

in actual towers

indirect attraction

without melancholy

without lust

just so the fish have nowhere to sleep

and decide

questions

sad existence

cactus on my balcony

wet panties on the balcony of the Almighty

In this life

there is nothing superfluous

In this life

everything is paranoidly thought out

wrapped

sealed

blown out

claspy flask

fish bladder

not in vain

I had the Alps by the throat

not in vain

I called upon the gorgon hair

hissing ear

responsible from above snake

whatever you say

her sin is the jam of freedom

the mark of rock frozen in a glass

with a shadow of gold on a blue brow

there's hell in her pupil

but on surface

soft circles of tenderness

call -

will not understand
the  Sun  is  up 
my  life  is  over 
but  kids  keep on  being   happy 
wabi  sabi

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