Full of sound

"Heads Severed", Theodore Gericault.

Full of sound

I approach to the stream.

I conjure dissonant verses

in its undulating edges.


I prove myself

in this mythological age 

without chimeras.

I feel plagued of reasons

and full of coarse laws.


I need to get back to delirium.

I need to rewrite

the ineffable dictate 

of the clouds.

The transgressor anthem 

of the fallen and damned.



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