to you

i found gold in my brothers pregnancy

his tummy sniffed gold and liquor

i swimmed in liquor and sold gold

me the untimely goldsmith

i purchased paradise and dated angels

i created a sky of my own

devil pushed me back to this world

i traded fire and stocks

chisled fortunes and summersalted in riga

my summersalts remanded me back to paradise

having seem both here and there

i chose to sacrifice here for my dobermans afterlife

i live through that litter of his guiding blind soldiers

you may enter my once fortress to kill the already killed me

it is open for all and none

but noone will be caricatured to nothing there

for nothing is an illusion and so is everything