The End of the Kadogos

Abstract

I am the armchair that blocks the pathway.

I am the Lord that sits on his ears

I am the mountain that floats on magma

I am the continental plate that never drifts

I am the ocean that drowns other sky

I am the rock that cracks cannels.

I am the dry meat that fills the mouth

I am the hungry ghost that’s never content.

I am he that rules and never ruled.