Sacrilegium

Sacrilegium: Profanatio omnium quae deo Vel sanctis propositis consecrantur. For long endless millions of instants I drank at the goblet of illusion Tilling tumours and follies Desperately wandering Through the dark tunnels Of the bone box Then, submitting, I chose to drown In the ashes of my dreams. When purity is raped Three days are not enough To resurrect: Everywhere Leprosy spreads out, The light of the eyes Is extinguished, Thunders now shatter The eardrums, The scream is: "The plague be on you!" The dust I used to build The impalpable reality Of my nights Brings me back Along the paths Where I scattered Useless hopes. Believe! Can I trust you? No, please, don`t! Can I trust you? Forever, really, forever! Oaths engraved in the water... Obey! As a child, or an idiot Who follows the laws Of the XXXX others? Quicksands have just one Unrelenting goal. Bon voyage, mon amour... Fight! That invisible enemy Nestled behind those Gorgeous, false, sharp Smiles In order to conquer the future: And destroy it! I go back -once more- into the abyss of my nothing. You know The dead have the virtue of looking like each other. It seems like yesterday We were children And playing at running After each other; You would often lock me In the dark cellar, And I implored: "Please open!" I used to run trampling on The little heads -cut off- Spread ripe on the lawn We had no mother So we`re taking turns In being her. You were visiting my dreams Leaving to snow Through almost Closed fingers Glittering crystals Of verginal illusions. Time seemed our brother Until the deadly night Twisted, I preserved you -jealously- beside me. Gelid, adorned with The damned cloths Of the sudden Silence.... ....While Dreamful... ....I offered you A smile.... ....In a suspended flash The spirit.... ....Was plucked away By the.... ....Sacrilege of fatal arms! Forever! Remember? Forever! I kept the secret "Where is the bride?" "Forsaken him!" "Fleeing the deceived" "Left him alone!" Talk, talk You fools! Forever I wanted Still, lifeless and empty The shadow of you To lie on The bridal couch Where you laughed Astonished Minding the tales Bizarre and contorted I told you every night Prior to submitting To the empire of the dark. Mors at suae cohortis ludus: "Anathema, anathema tibi!" Arcani vis et natura: "Anathema, anathema tibi!" They who know, do not speak! They who talk, do not know! "Maledictus! Maledictus!" We are just sketches of men Caught in a wicked vortex Where tertium non datur Between being god Or being damned. But, after all, Isn`t it true that An inaudible suggestion, An ineffable remorse, A secret instinct Reveal the impurity Hidden in success, The vulgarity of victory, The filth nestling In fortune: Pure purity Absolute catharsis, Is in misadventure, In tragedy, In one`s ineluctable Check mate. And when the lights dim And falls slowly the curtain, I return to dance in a ring With the skeleton man And the bearded lady, The bird-boy and The laughing dwarf; Among dragons And avenging angels, Winged maidens And herds of blind men Who bark With open wide orbits Taking me at last To the world where Uncertainty does not exist. In heaven. Or underground.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025