I sat on the edge,
the edge of the world,
wondering, for a while,
where my heart went.
I saw footsteps ahead
I saw motion beneath
the golden horizon
I stood up… Someone,
someone is coming back!
“Is that you?!
You came back?
For… me?”
The shadow is close now.
Bends, we nearly touch
“I was looking for you.
Don´t hide or run. Seriously,
we won´t play next time”
too much, everything, all the time-
bursting into million shards of light
cutting, piercing, scraping, stabbing
stinging, blinding, melting sensation; Continue reading “deadly”
I followed the winter
to north, where only
the aurora borealis would
dance on the black
crystal night sky.
leading this far-
it turned around
and flashed it´s
brightest smile.
“Stop following me, tiring one!
Not caring for you, anyway!
Got places to go,
stuff to freeze,
souls to chill…
tah, tah”
I’ve known the stars,
as I known the fates
of every woman and man.
-All traded…
Their precious time
for a tiny bit knowledge.
How easy to fool!
How easy to betray…
I gave them the science-
how to identify
the minutes they expire
Of all punishments-
this is the harshest
Becoming a human,
forced to dream, to desire.
Dying when the stars
go out, one by one…
pic: Your face is the night sky, by MaricaMalice
Useless map in my hands, gripped and folded neatly
It’s not where I’m supposed to be, not even nearly…
Where I’m going roads aren’t leadin’, but still needed.
There will be elementary darkness, when greeted –
Solid shadows from the balanced side of hell
lighting up torches of flesh, judging by the smell…
Nothing will flash its presence, to where I belong-
like crumpled up paper – my body won’t respond,
killing synaptic inferno, chemical burn dying
no more sparks to be gathered to a lightning
no more sweet moans, or arching back, no grace
nothing left to be released, diffused into open space…
Capture the blazing oblivion in irresistible pain!
Blinding gaze of ignorance … so stupid and vain.
Torn by the northern
wind, the sky looks
shattered and hurt.
A candle’s light dances
in my breath’s rhythm.
The sheep headed man
moves closer, shivers
under his old grey coat.
A candle’s light isn’t
enough to warm you up;
isn’t enough to
make you relax.
But it’s enough
To hope for more…
The ram looks me
straight in the eye:
“It is enough, for you
to need more,
to crave for more…”
pic by Julian Pardo
a loving mother with a lost heart
divided by duty, obliterated, apart –
buried alive in the black mountains
deep down in a forgotten fountain, Continue reading “difference between humans and beasts”
I was a huge white hare
with whiskers ´n long ears
trying to act normal
nervously fiddling around
with a leather jacket on
“Anything. Don´t tell them!”
I think I found hell
I think I found heaven
They told me I have nothing,
told me I´m nothing…
“Pray instead.” Take me in,
praying to whatever.
I think I can´t tell them.
I think I can´t tell the difference
aching electrifies my fingertips
bleeding from ears, and nose,
while watching a talkshow
“Don´t tell them, don´t tell anything.”
I think they already know,
they´ve killed two birds with a stone
I found hell, on my TV screen,
on my daily newspaper page
I think I found something;
that there´s nothing left for me
It made perfect sense,
only for a minute, or so…
then they gave me a carrot
and told me to behave.
Foggy night, no stars.
Tonight a shadow collects
the Dead and the Fallen
at times a small lake appears
in the middle of a big green carpet
where woods peg on basalt cliffs –
dazzling shards of dark blue pointing,
fangs getting into soft dreams
dropping, falling, plunging
into pearl white tears of the moon
clustering in the hollow
of missed heartbeats
