Exilio

Burgundy Morningexilios
Erase the Nocturne
Maps to the
Holographic Cities
Where all the Bats
ESCAPE
to the
Watchtowers
to Find
the Glittering Fountains
Where they Dance
to the Trance Music.
Come back to the
Garden!
Use the Knives to
Cut the Apple
and the Blue Roses
With Precision.
The Hands of the
Wind Pour
The Sand from the
Hourglass
Into my
Empty veins.
So that I can Walk
Barefoot
In the Forest
Was filled with
Gypsies and Witches
But the Thunderstorms
Have released all the Frogs
To replace the
MAGIC.