MONTHLY

Looking for some new quality
Surrounded by
Abrasive walls of
Bitter Aftertaste
I relish
The significance of bitterness
From them

Short cut grass
A boyfriend in the Purgatory Room
His body
Prune alike
As if he was just out of the bath
And he’s still polluted

I can not bear
The girl in the Cloister of The Hell
Is humming same song
On and on
Her body is pollution
Of the atmosphere
As well

Random Child
In a basement
Of her mind
The error
Abandoned
Erased
Till next month

Fertile ideas
Of brotherly love
We’re all
Over it
We’re all above