56.

 

The candle was crying.

She is in love with her flame.

 

 

57.

 

They gave you steel to love.

The cry of horns

for nightingales' symphony

and sewage

to water your plants.

Your jungle is iron beams

and your best friend

is your PC.

 

 

58.

 

Minds are prisons.

Hearts are captives.

Roads are packed

The road is empty.

 

 

59.

 

The sheep accept destruction of the garden

and the pigs party in the pigsty.

Till when the wolves stab the sun

I have to hide my forbidden mind

under the weeds of our garden.

 

 

60.

 

Sky shot thunder at Earth

and Earth shot smog at sky.

Moonshine sweeps the rust of dusk

Over crickets

and grass

and particles of life

this forgotten infinity.

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