Thursday, November 16, 2006

Whorl

World is thy white whorl
if wind turns to water
in a much more than easy manner
for thy bukes start to fry the fish
he shall give to the many and needy
fish, bread and tulips
and thy world spinning around a white whorl
maelstrom in other parts of the world
thy world
waiting forever for the ruin
that lies around the corner.

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