it’s raining barbed wire

Alone curious
seeing the light
the next life waiting.
Down what streets,
my Father, should I
seek shelter ?

And find road-signs                                                                                                 

the winds fence me into this old steel town,                                                     

like a barbed wire fence of truly inclement weather
Strangely yellow on the skies
We seduce transparent abandon under the vapors
Get up, wake up! The sin will vanish.

Strangely heavy against the water
You envision dream-like clouds behind the vapors
Be luminous. The inspiration is no more
Totally evil under the wind
I smear happy Shiva behind the spirits
Be aware! The life gets weird.
 

Under what skies
my stranger
makes his way
in the late light                                                                                                         

the winds fence me into this old steel town                                                      

like a barbed wire fence of truly inclement weather. 

All humming beside the dream
We condone splintering symbols against the mud
Awaken! The evil was good
Sinister and green before the sky
You dream of blue monsters beneath the virgin
I reach! The Queen is going.

Sinful and sexy beside the tomb
I examine invisible rats before the slime
Word! The day is going
darkening thirsty
on the edge of the world
a backward glance