crazy poem

+++ crazy poem

when we contemplate

the beginning and the end of the darkness and know

that it alone will cover everything

as my consolation

, I do not pray to the darkness steadfastly

and it

calls me like a bitter tincture, let's go, let's go

, but not in a crowd, but just two of us

and when you see the mysteries of God

, you will forget fear and anger

04.11.2024 13:25:18