I look out for a stranger in the night
Up in the heaven…
Deep in the ocean…
Beyond the horizon…
Marionette in his arms!
Looking for my cord…
Mystically entangled….
A sweet crucifixion….
A feeling of faugh…
It’s my fiasco…
Lancet is set…its all puce
The pyre is ready…the frame is made
Raging flame….its cold out there…
An impulsive jolt….fall from a crag!
My search for a stranger begins…In the cold contours of the flame….
Note: random thoughts.................just scriblings
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