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Thursday, January 31, 2013

Nirvana

(Nirvana means freedom from pain, and suffering, and from the external world.)

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Unbind the candles off this shallow pathway.
Take some illuminated bones from your broken phalanges.
Arrange them in sadness, and a structured manner.
Don't forget to stain your blood for a head turner.
And wait,
Wait until the innkeeper comes out and break your neck
Into ten million yellow butterflies.
Floating through the midnight mist, and karmic clouds.
You are a ghost of your infection.
Nauseating bridges over this red ocean of soul.

Shout, shout, shout, shout.

Try to push your luck by opening my sewn
Eyes, and your sealed
Mouth.
You are the open book,
And I,
The charmed dagger that will murder your pages of war.

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