December 2010
9 posts
There’s a new world in front of me….
it looks a whole lot like you
A Poem about some girl
Berlin, I wanted to come home to you,
so that your pink fleshed limbs can unravel in front of my eyes;
long legs climbing towards the sky and then down
Once again.
Long nights waited ahead,
for me to play soft pitter patters of drums on the backs
of your plains, on the edge of your fruitful belly, the nethers of which
I would reach for, just once, to hear your sharp gasp hover over
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some thoughts
A medusa turned to me stone. Her metallic green hair, full of vipers snapped their jaws at me until the seventh second when I slowly felt my jaw slack and my hand fall limp against my side A heavy drowning liquid dripped through my head, filling in every crevice it could find. Soon, my ears, my nostrils and my mouth could no longer hear, smell or see My eyes watched the dark grey creep in to the...