Peace of me

Peace of me

Arrive- take it
Flesh in the afternoon
Down the empty afternoon
A thousand accusers
Ye of little faith

Want a piece of me
a thousand religions scream
But I´m here
Square out my imperfections like you invented me
No it´s the only thing we share in common
Want a piece of me tear it
share it
Copy and paste
The art of dilution the age of eternal waste

Want a piece of me on the sunsetless dusk
my smile yet proceeds
Like a violinist that waits for a recital that will never be
Be ye a winess to my poetry

I suffer your absence be there with me
I humble and solitary entreat