Walking out of the wreckage – K.B

Walking out of the wreckage

 

 
Rocking softly,
Get a grip
Get your ideas
Straight

Rocking softly
The night is free
The highway is open

That’s what I call
Walking out of the
Wreckage

She got me
In her lace

In her tentaculous
Embrace
It did produce
An affect, an effect.

Rocking softly
I see no barriers
Tonight
The mind is free

I’m getting
My ideas
Straight again

Far from victory
I’m focusing on art

Whatevet it means.

Rocking softly
I’m freed from
Desire

The hypersexual
Metronomy.

It did rock me too
But more like
A perversion
In the cradle

A snake subtly
Hidden under
The sheets

Biting at dreams
From paradise

Now the night is free
The highway is open.

Soflty rocking
I have to get
To the next
Station
Fast

To make
A refill of gas

Consult a map
Of a hidden
And unknown
Treasure

While puffing
Cigarettes

And ingurgating
Painkillers

Making stops
With haphazardous
People

Taking flight
Quickly
To reach
For Eden.

I’d say,

On the road
Again.

Switching
The lights on
In full darkness.

Operating,

There I hope
To find a
Way,

As secure
And fun
As possible.

 

 
K.B

 

 
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