The Divorce Paper
Before the silence
Screamed-
Somebody
F
E
L
L
Inside forbidden cradle
Just as surreal dusts of
A cheap cigarette
F
A
L
L
S
Inside
A proletariat ash tray, old
After the aftermath
When silence broke its silence
The ideology and practice
Were signing
The divorce paper
In the court of ‘market’
The gigolo storm came
Like a loser
Leaning head
The old storm
Is now
In deep remorse
The gizmo flower holds
A handful of toxic air
Inside its heart
To die
An early metadeath
