Ampersand


Call the god
of blood and bones
to see the earth rise.

You stand in
mid-air to make history,
and the flames were
rising on the tongue.

Ardently one tries
to find the secret of mermaid
in the delta of crossgender.

No one wants to calm down
after peeling off the color
from the face. The memes
were real vampires.

You want to sit
down and brood, where
we are going on the burning road.

Right words were not uttered.
You want to keep eyes shut!

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