The 5-th Scream

Folio’s  loud voice  may speak:

‘’Beheaded Truth and filthy

Alongside  to its trails of madness

Nor sanity could forbid any of my immaculate

Judgments

Nor murderer may crawl such an harsh bloody-faced

Above my bowl

A drowned world  develops its patterns

Deep and hither to my ears

And voices sung so  mean

The hour

The hour

The hours –

shrieks

My empowered words have got

Connected with the bones

And ashen fingers

 Broken past-

I growl  for no reason

Unbound thy  voiceless worm

Though may be called reality

I speak to thy  you hungered puppets

Play into the cradle

Now it’s time

I have no need of language

Nor of your insane  systems

To recall

Of my greed and power

My own dirty hands

Nor cleansed  have christened my tears 

Good - now you have seen through all

Have you seen

Nor likeness or merciful sympathy

It all be dust

Let it be dust and spoiled sorrows’’

24.11.2011