bp final
impossible things, blissfully frustrating
things that fall together under one quick gaze,
things that redefine themselves
in the mirror of all the arrangements,
things that suck in all known essence
and then just laugh at you.
things that make your dreams numbers,
things that scream for authenticity, in their after night
(things that put people in their places)
places that seem numbers
in an evolutionary scheme,
that also falls in dreams.

succession of things, rapid and untwining,
ordinary things in the right proportion
(are you up for crazy results?)

things as terminal reasons of insistence
through our bright manic photogenic
existence — or, silent orgy with a green
cartoon divinity, or other precious
sound they call, when less is more, enjoy
and ignore — desirable things, night
and day — light’s flashy way to
say: you’re saved today

to date or out of date.

nothing is quite as it seems it is
when you’re a real child,
monster child,
desirable looking child —
lost in things, insanely

watching things through the blind eye
of a drunken

Bogdan Puslenghea
Illustration Nick Victor



By Bogdan Puslenghea

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