25 grudnia 2011
good night
good night
Blends of alchemy
linger with a certain
anxiety.
Time to present the void
with exquisite elegance
and make believe that
we matter.
The magic’s wearing off now,
great tyrants empower
our hope.
Corporations
project humanity
and our utopia
scares the
dread away.
Then it begins:
breathtaking transformations ensue,
monsters reveal our lunacy.
Flowers engulf nations
in single gulps
and oceans freeze
the blood away
in an instant.
Now the wasteland
gapes far and wide.
but we still
manage to find
room for the
massive strength
to imagine.
We will never
realize.