Everything moved unusually fast,
like an afternoon sandstorm
coalescing into evening shadows.
35 years later,
I sat by snowy purgatory and reminisced.
High tides of twilight rushed
inside a buried prisoner.
I was a man of fading luster.
Tears of past blurred my eyes.
I heard crackled sounds of bones
underneath the flourish of immoral spring.
Vain sculptures of red water and stone
rose tall in the fury of disdain.
Time plundered all the illusion.
My despair became a deafening conversation
between struggle and surrender.
My being was an absurd continuum.
So was the lure of love in the Eden,
where vultures and snakes bite each other
in an eternal dance.
What a descent of man!
like an afternoon sandstorm
coalescing into evening shadows.
35 years later,
I sat by snowy purgatory and reminisced.
High tides of twilight rushed
inside a buried prisoner.
I was a man of fading luster.
Tears of past blurred my eyes.
I heard crackled sounds of bones
underneath the flourish of immoral spring.
Vain sculptures of red water and stone
rose tall in the fury of disdain.
Time plundered all the illusion.
My despair became a deafening conversation
between struggle and surrender.
My being was an absurd continuum.
So was the lure of love in the Eden,
where vultures and snakes bite each other
in an eternal dance.
What a descent of man!
