čtvrtek 14. srpna 2008

I haven't posted for a long time and I as well might do...

Shy out of the window

The light I project on your face
Shows your seasonal scars
plenty
You drive your car
Like suicide
Shy out of the window
Shame air-conditioned

You scream yourself out of
Here and now
Out of the river of crime
Meandering through our times

You’re too smart to keep still
Distrustful to peaceful pills
Will I ever hold on to anything
Darling, you’re my last safety pin.

The calligraphy in your eye reads
I’m not afraid to die
And I am plenty
I hang on to your sleeve
Like suicide
Shy out of the window
Shame air-conditioned

I scream myself out of
Here and now
Out of the river of crime
Meandering through our times

I murdered my innocent girl
Here and now
You said
There’s a river of crime
Meandering through our times
The blood is yours
and mine.

neděle 22. června 2008

Where I Left My Soul

On the bank of Rhine
lies a piece of mine.
Close to Railway bridge
I found out the pitch
where me and sun meet

with beatles
on my feet.

čtvrtek 12. června 2008

Tell me

I feel special and wild
Serve me as a dessert
At our table
Tell me flattering things like
You’re a channel for beauty
Tell me
Beauty resides within a skeleton
And trickles down my ribs
Tell me
Daddy longlegs won’t bite...

pondělí 9. června 2008

For the Lovers

For deserving this place
open your days
with light in the hand
Seek the stream
of pureness
Follow through
through the orchard
of broken hearts
the water’s there red
but true and kind

In that place
where lovers lie
the lies will die

Maybe you’ve read
lovers make beds
with lips painted red
souls soaked in blue

But this is true
red roses gathered at tombstones
put on the heart
make the heart blossom

Lovers stroll at burial grounds
behind iron gates
kissing their wounds
tangling their fates.

Let them be bleeding.
Let them be blessed.

čtvrtek 29. května 2008

Bone Left Alone

You awake me
in my darkest light
I change my fluid
to crimson dark
taken by carriage
down the welsh
cliffs

Lone as a fish
bone.

úterý 27. května 2008

Recipe

He’s a big boy
He’s a small man
What will he become?
Not angry, not angry,
Please.

Meet the woman
On the highway to your heart
Let her be uncanny
Let her be smart.

See her as her
Not as them.
See her as you.
Big girl,
Woman little.

If

We come from waters deep
Fragrances heavy-sweet
Confuse our wishes with fears
Want to shout honesty
Turn to bed with guilt.

If we could be diamond-eyed
Pure of heart
Less disguised
Our love would matter.