something else

you are something else
puppet master without faith
in the puppets
i will go with you
to the end of the earth
once again
what a day
tranquility for the hunted
who have come back to burn down their own house

the new lawn

the new lawn was full of dreams
then the sun rose blinding its countless eyes
the wet blades glistened
silver white bayonets
in the magnified destruction roots jumped up
on fire
the fire leaped
back at the sky
and the sky filled
with smoke