Sigils of an electric mind - Nesrin Khan

[Enkidu]

I sit on the edge of the Universe lonely I
Peak over the cusp and hunt for a smile
In wafer thin particulates of dust in the sun glare
Of peels of dead skin and old giant’s hair.

I miss the splashes of wind on my sternum
The grass that lacerated my ankles and elbows
The hunger that harangued me for love and for
Elders the Children that clung to my legs and my neck.

Give me a Knife I’ll carve my name in the yiggdrasil,
I’ll place yours too if you’ll have me, it’s a virtue.
Come paint me a garden to control freak out nature,
I’ll hold you accountable if my the breeze breaks my fences,
I’ll hold you in a headlock till you scream for a can opener
I’ll hold you and hate you till my eyes crimson
And paint you the colours of the pain that you’ve given me.

I bleed technicolor, but there’s no blue in my RGB,
I ignore delusions till they bubble and squeak,
I piss on your flowerbeds and I kiss your relations at funerals
I have a stone heart to throw at your gelatine head.
I’m dead.

But my descendants fly with me and avenge me instead, you
Inglorious sh** head.

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