...Who Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

...Who



searching for the wholeness
get a collective hallucination of a UFO
getting into a trance
mace suicidal cuts of sword dancers hearts
hiding their lunacy clearly point
at the madness of others
raging against the machine
fly wingless planes on invisible wheels
of their own destruction
steering unstirred

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