start all over again

there is a shadow at the edge of my mind, right here,

between the pale skin of morning hours and

my pulsing temples - 

sometimes it grows tentacles

of lies and screams - oh, father,

take this faceless ghost away from me,

show me that mercy is not

just an empty promise

and grace a blind pegasus.

oh, father, switch off this day for me,

delete it from the calendar of struggle,

lift me up there into your

blank whiteness,

into the frozen light!

erase this world,

start all over again

with a whisper over black waters…


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