flowers and rain

exit... the door
shadows... no more
running
in this existence
free of the shadow
from the mind
sculping
pulpits
of rain
dust
scream
and marble floor
just retiring
from this
anxious
wallet
inside the
velvet gloom
of our
most precious
rainbows
i want to
get out
from the
sacred
path to
oblivion
but just
got no
fearful
answer
from
nobody
out there
got to
close
the
window
just
scream
and
set
myself
behind the
bullet
of your
perfect
rasurated
vagina
and
cry
like an
insect
from another
galaxy
i'm just
crying
like dying
"deep" inside
the blood
of my beautiful
articulated
corn
it is
smiling
to my
genitals
bleeding
on the ground
for you
and your
scarlet
army of
pets
and jewels
from paradise
no more
strangers
for the
inca
mosaic
of
flowers
and
rain