I saw a crazed porcupine,
Ramble strangely down the jagged path,
Like a torrent of unyielding fury,
Through the lamp-lit alleyways of Nirvana,
Mercilessly etching his immortal imprint upon the cold stone floor,
The titanic flame of his soul fluttering amidst the stars,
Beckoning from within the vast depths of his vengeance,
An unwelcome tear hurtling irrevocably into existence,
And suddenly,
With a cataclysmic “BOOM!”,
His skeletal cage of bones transforms excruciatingly,
Into the tender wings of a mythical butterfly,
And meanders meekly through the cavernous skies,
Angelically whispering:
“Alas, Goodbye” –
Poem by Stamos Mardou