Let it fly and tear the sky, Or drown and die, But don't make it roll and topple, Over a ground that's full of pebble. The flame of a Flamingo Its passion, a desire, hard to let go. Flamingo's a fire with grace, Flamingo's spirit not an inherit, No it isn't love, No it isn't… Continue reading FLAMINGO
The pin fell from the bed, And it sound like a hurricane, I could feel its vibrations Like an earthquake, I was scared to lose on my hold, To lose my life, My little doves, So I ran like a coward Hiding them under my corset, With all of them safe and alive. I ran.… Continue reading Coward
Cut down all trees, Put the field on fire, Burn all men alive, Rip apart their hearts, I have been in despair, My womb is ousted from love, My heart is deserted of power, Can you see, what have you done? Kill all the children, Throw the women off the bridge, Make sure they all… Continue reading Red on rage.
How beautiful are those eyes, Hazel, lenses or real? My eyes, like big black button, Oh what madness, I aint anywhere there! You see her legs, spidery long, A four finger gap between thighs She smells of fresh plucked rose and lillies, How is that even possible? Is she even real? No there are many,many… Continue reading Beauty
Its made of glass and gold and rusky mud, My heart. Just a little bit of love and swollen pride, No I havent said yet, but its just as fragile as the glass, It's like tea without milk and honey, Hold me tight, tighter by the hips, Wouldn't you let the sleeves slip? Just look… Continue reading Drop me home.
There is a hole, I am falling into it. Could'nt anyone save me? It looks like a burrow, a pit At the heart of the desert. Like a viper's home, A mysterious citadel, A dark lift to the end. . . There's hope Probably not. I must be gone then? Would you miss me, And… Continue reading Ending.
Too many things cross my mind One after another, Churning and brewing, extracting the brain juice, Taking the skin's radiance, Like winter for instance, Pouring into the sockets of eyes, mix of apple cidar vinegar and red dyes, Like a corpse, a breathing one, A stream of thoughts that run, Between the worlds I chose… Continue reading Mind