Crispy and cold

Sugar whirpooling down

Black hole voids occupying

The path treaded

The loose wrappers reminds Arnie

Of the dark, mighty birds

Zooming towards infinity

The smokes jelling out

Grandpa ended his affair

With the grim factory

The cracked face

Knows nothing

Mumbling a ancient folklore

Of dragons, knights and witches

Twitching the knots on the head

It opens gates to fourth dimension

Maybe, another fantasy

While slipping burning  coal

Melts the green water.










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