Poetry

The intrigues, the twists 
unravel the woven threads 
of the mystery. Traumatized 
and dazed, I play─ 
 
dice with the unknown to 
find out the truth. 
 
Confronting the purpose 
of existence, 
you come out of the flesh 
after flogging─ 
and start dancing 
with bones. 
 
Extremely poor, 
you play the hand 
and fail. 
 
Elsewhere someone 
climbs on the pole 
and sets the house on fire.