Delirium
On a strange morning
of a December when
the Christmas carols already
invaded the reason
and the streets,
with solemnly,
a bitter sweet being turn off
all the stars of the sky ...!
Dried up all the inner rivers
and with fatal atrocity
perpetrated suicide
of over octylons atoms.
Burned all the gray cells,
and eclipsed every morning
of the future
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2019
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