Luca Menin

Chain - Poem by Luca Menin

Nets dropping from rumours cold sky, star lives
Like burns falling fingers, of trusted hands from the sun.
Slow and distort.
In this place, of crispy bones

I belong where I stand.
Step by step, the shadow I felt.
Dome of pouring life, looking from the outside
Of my lonely life.

Sun reflected sins.
Places where I have never been.
Seller of prophesy lien scare.

Death passing away.
Like a child crying corner.
Faithful turn.
Dragged on winging embrace.

Fake chain, lying down, feeding away
By my desire, constantly.
Filling to down. Repeatedly
Heat of greed.

Hammers & nails on wooden chairs
Chain, cross away.
Shape of steaks, all I want is a place.
Above the winter wind, cold and steel

Poor people screaming, I don't want to die.
Not on my pillow your breathing life.
Bounce under the grave,
Teeth chewing chain.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, August 10, 2012

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