Your letter does not move me

March 29, 2011 § Leave a comment

Your letter does not move me

although the words are strong.

You say you will not love me-

but ah, the letter’s long.

Twelve pages, neat and double,

a little essay!Why?

One never takes such trouble

to say a mere goodbye!

 

by Heinrich Heine

LOVE not me for…

March 24, 2011 § Leave a comment

“Love not me for comely grace,
For my pleasing eye or face,
Nor for any outward part,
No, nor for my constant heart,
For those may fail, or turn to ill,
So thou and I shall sever:
Keep therefore a true woman’s eye,
And love me still, but know not why
So hast thou the same reason still
To doat upon me ever!”

– Anonymous

spring

March 24, 2011 § Leave a comment

Dear friend,

Spring finally cracked.

Wind and snow won’t shove me

forward and back.
Instead, I decided to shovel

away my winter cap.

The lake’s ice got thinner,

in fact it melted

just the other day.

Sky’s been light blue

and my room’s so bright.

Let’s go to the park,

find a green spot.

With eyes closed

we’ll stare at the sun.

We need no snow,

I’ve always wanted to make a sun angel!

 

p.s I went alone

Weinter’s step

March 21, 2011 § Leave a comment

A scrawny sun beam

punctured my lids.

It made my palms sweaty,

It made me hold my breath

I wonder does she feel the same.

Does she?

I guess it doesn’t really matter,
I never learn from my mistakes.

Or I do but nonetheless

the salt on my lips tells me

the water is more than

a knee deep.

So here I go again…

Fuck, I hate myself

every

time

I

die

early sun

March 19, 2011 § Leave a comment

As whim took us

cats crossed colors,

ceilings reached new heights.

You please a one-piece?

I caught a fleeting glimpse

of you getting into one of these!

For pijama party please

cross the street.

We can share a bottle

of good laughs,

to get us thinking

how come time pass so fast?

So come as you are

but don’t put ya smile aside.

Cause this year’s summer

is way ahead of us.

blood tastes yummy

March 7, 2011 § Leave a comment

A string of meat stuck between my teeth

got me thinking why we feed

on ignorance and greed?

Why the span of life

has been sanitized

from fifty days, a year maybe two

to a white tablecloth, fork and knife

so we can swallow life?

A string of meat stuck between my teeth

..Ah there’s a toothpick!

It was such a tasty beef!

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