Father

reapet, one by one, the lashed memory machine, had drawn the circle light oh night, open your window the hell, melted souls spoke each other I cofused into the street-blade I admitted it, something was mising Father, you became the memory sunset sky! was I alone? somany planets out there someone could hear passing through uranus ring dark and light, we arrived not newly to the death, again at end: you believed religion, mistake you learned from your father now you know, what they do! my mistake! try to escape! What is the path, father? the next life fruit.