Denial Of My Death
I am a dark horse 
In a darkroom
Lighted with fungus.
I rebel against
The enjoyable literature
And overflow the nave
With radiant energy.
You demand to decipher
The rhythmical deluge 
While I revolve around
The ultimate reality
And replace the principles
With mental calmness.
- Mirel Brisca
to Mirel        to Moongate