Wherever the body is
‘I’ get up hiddenly
run, fly or float
somewhere other I am.
From inside the knot;
the neck spits at a giraffe
eyes telescope
greed zooms in
I suck a lot many things
you never see; can’t see at all.
Envy the neighbour
kill the Alexanders
rape the virgins or a Cleophile
and philosophise
shinning like the sun.
Where you’re; there my body is
where you’re;I am not there;
I sit somewhere
like a God
away from all.
I stand somewhere
like a demon
away from all.
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