The sky is black
as it’s always been since the very beginning of the times.
Old fashioned cars keep casting noises and toxic spells
warm & thick lights draw flesh – eater worms
playing in the bed of asphalt
with non – existent toys of the orphan – like children.
It’s pouring out there
jellyfishes spread liquid tentacles full of humidity
- rotten rain - said the vagrant with shady voice
acid tears of the Dark Goddess
moisten the cursed city.
The rain dimmed by the glass of the window
brings a shapeless image of your face fainting slowly
until it’s completely demolished
/ like a broken water mirror /
by the oblivion´s hungry jaws.
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