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Projection

the red half of jack’s eye
stares at me as to a murderer
for watching quietly like a voyeur
at the nothingness behind

***

jack … wake up you fucking old shit
your beard grew twice in a second
don’t ask me for apologies

look at you drunkard, I will bring you a mirror
to find yourself in the middle of this mess
that stinks like an expired fish tin

***

on the floor dust conquers “beyond good and evil”
a hardly distinguishable handwriting:

“and if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee”

© Marius Surleac

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  1. June 25, 2009 at 10:58 | #1

    da…..nietzsche e taticul!!!…..imi place violenta textului tau……cam asta e realitatea nasoala a vietii noastre :) ……si pe care trebuie s-o acceptam cu demnitate…si cu placere, cel putin pentru subsemnatu’

  2. phantasrealismus
    June 25, 2009 at 12:46 | #2

    :) )
    Multumesc pentru comm. Asa e, nitzsche is our daddy.

    Cheers

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