I want my surprise to shine.

How long should I be impatient?

Plain pain is seeping through;

Emotions are waiting to be exploded,

Nightmares have to be hand-cuffed,

Expectations have to be plucked away.

In the dream,

Yellow-black snake turned into a dragon-fly; and it flew into my eyes.

Hush puppies harmlessly bit my ankle.

I slept with a lady in a puffy red gown – I kissed her breast;

When I touched her hips, I saw the world revolve.

Nervousness is killing my nights,

Silence is eating my thoughts,

I’m being tied to my shoes buried deep down in the mud.

I want my surprise to shine; somewhere in (my) pale blank sky.

Help. Someone please, uproot me. Throw away.

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