enformel fantasy
© Sam
© Sam
hen the friend of Joseph K. had chosen That to be demented ,
he didnt knew...He was led by unhonorable forces witout knowing where and
he had delivered himself without aksing how...
Admitting to the pain , hard and black like a deep beneath...Made unmadeble around a sail and a haunch, around hail and inhail, the one mixed in a flame.
Thought allayed with Superialthought floated round and round and nobody didnt care that he was loosing his silhouette in uncompensatinal lust, in physical that was taken away long time ago, somewhere by the wind.
Then iz would hurt till death and obtuse. The emptiness was what hurted most, the things that were there but didnt have to be...
Somewhere, softly swaying She was waiting...anyway.
With a gorgeus statue and a tired face She said that her name was - Desire.
