Wrinkled hands around coffee mug

I invited mortality into my eyes and bones
thinking of myself
bad call
one by one
all around
they all fall away to the silent side of light

No stories with feelgood end will ever bring them back
to cross my path
and we will never walk the same dreams
take happy pill together
scream curses
spells
when free falling into despair on human Earth
damn, I hate this place
but I am just a man
and I deserve the pain of carrying the secret
of being the living flesh still standing up to death
I might be crazy but I do intend
bird of prey
ascend to the brightest star
and once high
dive head first into Abyss
just to see them walk
sleep on grass
eat rain
swallow tears
cry out for more of it

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