Damned Allusions

Floating past,

Like a loose cannon stalking an invisible path

Elevating the transparent dust

In a split second,

Uncovering the striking routes
for the selfish portraits in forgotten agony columns

plagued by compulsive gambling,

irreversibly yellowed by the harmless rays,

You follow and make up for a distressed gold rush.

Acting by the book- a coward’s way
of multiplying our earthly gains

and self-reliant faint praise.

Dying like a man- a wanted scenario
Which eventually discloses our true blood roots.

When we recruit our entourage

We skip a beat of the heart,

We step aside from the side of the angels,

We kiss the ground in front of a deadly rival

Playing tyrant.