Monday, January 19, 2015

Max Ernst goes shopping

where really does one
accept/want to be of the hearth and home
is it safe or unreal?
when it really matters
do you want to confront
your vast denial?

I suggest an island
loaded with birds
and a far horizon
on which to forget

either that or hear the alarm
right now
it is 06:46
and the rest of your
fucking life
in doubt or hope

put that gun to your head
and say yes


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