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poem lost in paradise
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when the moon is rising
like in the gothic novels
i sneak up over the wall
of the lost paradise
barefoot i step
on the green grass of the truth
my blood merges
with the dew of the resurrection
hypochondriac ghosts are begging
i throw them
sawdust of temptations
i take off my words
and set them up
as a scarecrow for angels
in the field of salvation
i wander about
through underground corridors
in a hand with an eye forever open
an axe of ice in the other
i cut off the roots of the tree
with too many branches
on my return
i’m carrying up the flesh
in the same way a jesus on drugs
is carrying up his cross
to the golgotha of immortality
in the morning
i wake up crucified on the bed sheet
god what a fountain is hiding
in the field of my solitude
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- Autor
- Constantin Delca
- Tip
- Poezie
- Cuvinte
- 150
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 30
- Actualizat
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Constantin Delca. “poem lost in paradise.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/constantin-delca/poezie/13893665/poem-lost-in-paradiseComentarii (3)
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