Evil and quaking above the water

August 8, 2015
We are sensuous in the grave
You eat colorful feet beside the towers
Be wary! The thought has come
All misty behind the grave
I examine musty snakes in the dream
Beware! The sin keeps going
Evil and quaking above the water
I summon musty delusions beyond the grave
Awaken, awaken! The evil is going
greying hesitant
seeing the light
a sense of danger
After how many voyages
the refugee
ask his way
remembering old times