i crash and burn
my world falls
down
i get right up
then turn
around
a letter from a jailhouse
jay-cat
tries to work behind
the tired eyes
take me down
from Dubai heights
strip my inhibition
stark naked
hollering
mad
far
from sunlight
to depths below
the dolomites
recessed
in death's sincere sound
of silence
pervasive and persuasive
fears of senseless
resounding
violence
i'm lost already
in tomorrow's retribution
the fantasy labyrinthine
of my furious
mind
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