Friday, October 12, 2012

Lerke's poems

Mericaland

The blue one
The sister of the sea
Oh Mother Mary
Come to me

Trespassing translucent
The sister makes her path
Right through the holy darkness
And yet we fear her wrath

In the middle of the medallion
We ask a question to answer a question
Supreme being with virtual tendencies
Negation of inflation in spatial pending fees

In my occult memory
I focus and I am free
I ask will she save me
Will she make me merry

Stop the preachers
What do they know
In the cathedral of shadows
No one will ever reach her

I see you standing
Between those stars
Thousands of children
To win all the wars

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