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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