It's made of adamant rocks,
Of goldleaf
And Frigian order,
However people here
Barely know about Einstein
And they take pride in
Being half-literate.
Do you remember Janis Joplin?
The open road was her palace.
Now we choose between highways and stone temples,
We toss the coin.
My gosh -
A palace for me
With numerous alluring dishes,
Amethyst rings,
Chinese silk.
And energy is trapped
Inside my physical body,
While I start healing my destiny
With a fear-laced
Meditation.
A palace
Where a guest has to be silent
And words are like lightbulbs...
Let the party begin!
A palace
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2021
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