Watcher
In the metal setting
Melted woman
Tire hairs
Smile like mercury
Will arrive to eat breakfast
To their blood
Green “ nihilism”
Inject
(Toward scared funfairs
The way to come, always way
Came which rolled out
With mother’s blood)
At the doors
Warrant’s lights, to turn-on or off or
According to he is of the essence
Been shined
To make disappear
“Can be?” on the road
That is)
“ Culture is the best weapon”
Summarily ,you are
Union , you are not possible
Thwelt Di Nwe
Copyright © Thwelt Di Nwe | Year Posted 2020
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