Dario Fociani

Altered beast

i have seen pretentious fire
from kids climbing stairs

and mum's arms like puppets wire,
respect,

bad way is comparing
where all is unique,

it's jumping off
it's staying down.

don't look at the crown.

she says

don't look at the crown

it's hailing the last star
blooming with the dawn,

soothsayer where are you,
transparency of certain lives

slays shadow of Her,
my trip - i worship - my trip,

it floats, I stay.

 



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