I To Poisonous Honey
on the body of stars
I'm litting up the lantern to wandering
the rivers of the world
flowing along with my pavement
upstairs of heaven
no throne of the peace but a belief
with the ill body of time
I lost the tavern of the youthful earth
sun of the universe true saint of light
nothing but the belief of eyesight
on the mat of Rafflesia I to Andromeda flowers
drops of the honey opening the last door of breath
-03.01.2021 Chattogrm
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