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I am the poet of the rotten pillows.
On eyelashes, when the sweet slumber goes down, The common waking rises And the cavern chambers are dancing. I am the poet of the rotten pillows. My droughty dimension Struggles in the sleepless universe And the dreamland fades By the insomnia's millenary voice. I am the poet of the rotten pillows. The leaves rest on the ground Better than a crazy loner, Who listens, in the wind, whispers that say An olden night rune. I am the poet of the rotten pillows. Nigh of personal illusions, I get bemused by the sour slumber Which splits the waking, like a cyst, Flowing away within gutters. I am the poet of the rotten pillows...
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