Own

In burnt edges of city
Clouds in pink glowing
In sky and eyes
Opaque, hidden darkness -

Looking through and to
Screens in front, inside
Alive in desire
Breathing the image
In waves of want
The vicious more

Asleep in the light that breathes
The breath of pressure, in roots and order
Raining on the world
In fears and need
Awake in reflections of product
In lives lived and dreamt and owned
I
The eyes in the mirror, in product, in own

In calm depths of sight
Moon in empty hours
Staring quiet, hard
Lost shining stars -

In the nature of being
Slaves to and own
Believe and consume
Buying existence
Circles of servitude
Bleeding happiness






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