"Caravana" | New Poem, 25.08.2024.

Thought like pale ice
sun
flower
cracking through the rainbow sky
arch of joy
modern classical music
om straws of light
on grass blades of country homes
caravana
to expert

Thrust of life
exhales the gutter shadows
people crawl through peanut sidewalks
raise psychedelic eyes
pyramid in forehead
straws of light
in hand

Caravana
to death
but in it, rebirth
of something stronger
than mere existence
eating ice cream and fucking around
the fridge
morning pale
arch of rememberance
modern classical music