Tuesday, November 11, 2008
VOIDABLE ZERO
esspeecee. 20.09.05
Look at the sky
Between the chunky clouds
You’ll find:
My morose face.
Place your heart
On the earth
You’ll hear:
The throb of my
aching heart.
Turn your ear
To south breeze
You’ll hear:
The tune of my agony.
Drench your bare body
In the dusk drizzle
You’ll get:
Glimpse of my
stinging embrace.
Take a deep breath
In the volcanic island
You’ll sense:
The pungency of my
rotting out.
I’m an
Ever new zero
Come to sculpt me:
An icon of
Voidable zero.
esspeecee. 20.09.05
Look at the sky
Between the chunky clouds
You’ll find:
My morose face.
Place your heart
On the earth
You’ll hear:
The throb of my
aching heart.
Turn your ear
To south breeze
You’ll hear:
The tune of my agony.
Drench your bare body
In the dusk drizzle
You’ll get:
Glimpse of my
stinging embrace.
Take a deep breath
In the volcanic island
You’ll sense:
The pungency of my
rotting out.
I’m an
Ever new zero
Come to sculpt me:
An icon of
Voidable zero.
