the night is not a
song
but is flapping a
hurting tissue
slobby angel
my artless encounter
with emptiness
for i can see
ways gone
and so far ahead
my heart
who disowned me
begs
to the vesel
of a carefully drafted
abyss
and hide
in the narrow
confines of
its tender infinite
till the water
takes my dream ashore
and a hand in the sand
is weeds in the
flesh
and the eye in the eye
the thirst in the
filaments
of an acomplice
star
bluer than the sun
burns out
in silence
while we
rain
-
how to escape?
she asked the moon
"you die"
the moon said
i would bloom
first
i'm flooding
yet i can't
"secrets"
said the moon
"you let them go"
but where to
store those
things of value?
....the moon
didn't respond.
-
i dream of you
chained angel
but fight the girl
in your skined
mask
tear my bond
of derrailed
melancholy
deliver my chaos
through
the leather holes
break the morning
in our landless
station
drink the thirst
of my burning
song
-
if i was a man
i would tell
you
the vilest
things
night and
day
and in
your
sleep
and wake
you up
in struggle
sweetest pain
provoque you
in places of
decorum
ruin you
bit by bit
your tireless
days
of legs toghether
and winter sweats
and midnight
tremors
i would hold
your heart
and grab
your ass
and dive
in your modesty
everywhere
stand
lay
and sit
toghether
if i was your lover
love
i would be
your best man
too
fearless critique
draw your tears
and tangy
hiss
would i wear your
rags out
and you
wouldnt i
crawl little
princess
naked
down the
stairs
and impregnate
the grass
of your million
running pink
bastards
i would
yeah
wear you
like a
quilt
and roll on you
under you
if i was yours
but im indeed
my dear
a thought
an effort
to please you
im your echo
my child
finish your
chocolate
unzip the music
that brought us
here
be the man
and for her sake
feed the
woman
uderneath
...
i love you in a silent
love
a little game
you invented
and never knew
was a game
i dont know
when i got
playing
but im
waiting for your turn
is it maybe that
you stopped playing
you've outgrown
our little fun
but im willing to
bare our cruelty
to tolerate a
pinch
bleed a little
and kneel
for all i care
will you then play?
will you?
....
