Questionaire of Blankness

Before entering this world we transform our soul The gramophone plays songs of mutilated destination midwife of Death hatched her eggs Breeding a dark Questionairy of blankness Lament to Humanity where art thou? Does the corset suit you? Can it show the shape of Love? Do you read your own obituaries remembering the scent you bore? Have you ever been a child? Remember the Sun bears stigma of starlight