October
Happy Halloween
Here comes a change
A new life, day, breath, year.
Here comes the caterpillar in it's pregnant cacoon
Here comes the maggot
Too, but first it's mother fly.
The buzzing of her wings already rings in the echoes
of things among clings and there my pride has it's sting
in the matrix between my ears
i hear the bells in hell loudly and it yells
through the generations.
Already in the place where there is no more time.
No, no clocks in Pandaemonium. Even if broken
they be incorrect and cruel forever.
I feel the dirt coating my throat already
The scent of the flower's dew rolling down the
Weed dripping on to the ground where it seeps
in and moistens my bones. There until
Lazurus is erected once more. O, Happy dawn!
Happy all hallows-
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