A Failed Seppuku At 13: 07 Poem by Alex Jhon

My breath froze and melted,
In the middle of a worm catching spring.
Like the orgy of sunset people;
emits the diffusion,
strays of every little grief.

My breath weakened and vanished
as it faded throughout my beauty.
swept away, myself, epoch matter.
void, unsettled,
and nevertheless… a tiring feint.

Sticky eye tricky…
Froze is melted and vanished away.
Darkness turns to light
As the Moon was shifted by the Sun.

Alex Jhon