Utopian darkness
of the democratic dictators,
the evening empire sold us
a miserable little castle to die in,
the walls a labyrinth of distrust.
Our holy chemical order broken
flying around in burned out air constructions
through the corrupted library.
The rainbow child got raped in the digital reflections
of a scientific delusion,
the strength behind the words
became lost in the mind.
The infinite mystery beyond the eternal dust
is embedded in the source of individual connection
with butterfly wings and the blue tones
of the rusty horn.
She is whispering the solid songs
of warm silence,
the mountain dream of love.
The mirrormachine drowning in the grail 2008
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