Poezja

Like a hedgehog you raise
your spines.
I bleed unbitten.

The sharp polarization
starts a brutal war―
on changing genetics.

The editing of human
behavior with a streak of desire,
goes for lip therapy.

Unimpressed I remain,
after the chlorine attack.
You cannot burn the spirit.

Your tactis anger―
the sparrows. They are migrating
to marry another summer.