Neuro god

Neuro god

A Poem by Wayfaring stranger

I am litlle pilgrim iin gas mask
In deep forest of losted minds
Ghost hearts are returing into
Burning tornaments of touch


I am declining logic existence of nature
Repeating of my mistakes in chaotic virtue
The path is open for mine friends
Woods are expanding in my wet steps


I am discovering moaning hollows
Flying night insects with no real wings
Spiraling darkness in floating galaxy
My tongue is inside of black hole



I am departing from illusions of relations
At my hands are empty sounds
Aurora is reflecting mine gas mask
In wings of chasing crows hunters


I am true lonely little mystic
Cold universe is collapsing
My eyes are open and closed
Inside of my gas mask-
I am litlle god ---------------------------------

© 2019 Wayfaring stranger


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Added on September 18, 2019
Last Updated on October 31, 2019