Thursday, July 28, 2005

Femme Profundis

For you, will I be
your hyacinth girl?
Ripped apart
Torn
Bloody.
May you never stand alone.
Look at the silver tarpaulin
How it shines
Steel claws above
the cemented platforms as barriers
Reach out to me
I am your hyacinth girl.
Your reason.
Look
You are never alone.
We have this moment.

In short agreement

Yes, so tell me to behave myself.
Ah dear, your skirt is too short
Oh you aren't thinking of going out like that, are you?
Yes, so screw around with my brain
and convince me that I am dumb
a malleable little girl
Yes, take me apart
and when you put me back together
Just put a piece here and a piece there
add some band aid just to make sure.
Yeah yeah, you are concerned
Yes I know you love me.
yes, you may take my soul.
Just remember to give it back.
Or I will kill you.

Snatches of Joy

These snatches of joy;

A flighty caress,
A quick kiss goodbye,
A bird calling,
A starry night,
A train arriving,
A lovers walk,
Rain drop sting,
As it all implodes within
These snatches of joy
Come and go.

That stealing Moon.

Shut out that stealing moon
She knows too much
she takes you by the soul

shut out that stealing man
she takes, takes never to give it back.
shut out that stealing moon
She is a cold white ball
the icy steel robs me of my heart
shut out that stealing moon
the moonflowers do not grow.
They cannot.

shut out that stealing moon
she is a wicked, sly thing
that stealing moon
she brings despair
silent cries of wretches
shut out that stealing moon
her silence sits heavily on my heart
shut out that stealing moon.
she steals.she takes.
she does not return.
that stealing moon.
coldness
and sorrow.
stealing
moon.

On the Wings of a dove

I will fly away
Into an abyss of deep despair
where love foreshadows knowledge.

I will run straight into his arms
Into my future
where compulsion undermines desire.

There lurks a beast.
It hides.
It is in me
The evil you can't imagine
the pain I can cause
gives you a feeling of heady power.
I am now searching
as I explode through experience
Only to find you gone.

Take the dove
cut her throat
the red will mix with the white.
I know I said
I did
I did, I do

But I am flying now
For I am the wings of a dove.

vih-vAYk

Golden gates
and later
Tuh tuh tuhtuh tuh tuh
tuh tuh tuh
TUH

Books
Many of them
and ideas

see how they transpire

Love
of the loveless kind
Loyalty
and an eternity.

A partnership
of writing
bringing life to the boards.

Days
without sight
but love
friendship

without condition.

Xah

Soft.
Soul.
Sail.
Say.
So.
Sa.

Mourir

Red drops of velvet blood
on pristine virgin snow
burning through the softness
like diamonds scratching
the sides of your face.

Jarring cold caresses
on the back of my palms
senseless against the ice
as the red trails lovingly
on brown skin.

Perfumed spoilt heavy breath
that whips the air sharply
forming bubbles of words
vanishing vanishing
I slowly slip away.

Adults only

I am descending
where the darkness
mingles with conspiracy
Mystery.
am wet
pulsing, warm
Ready.
I am pushed
cold stone touching
a moulding back
Waiting.
The eyes, they are bright
I have seen the animal
smelt the fear
Felt the desire
The waiting changes
into osculation
Not enough.
Never enough.
Touch the madness
shape me like melted
elements which threaten
to burn.The darkness can turn
into light
the madness ebbs away
But my eyes smoulder
The release must wait
For another day.

For Amit

You were not what I was expecting
little man that you are
You are capable of big things
like consoling broken dreams
You are not what your kind are
actual human that you are
You can fight for what you think is right
fighting till the phone rings
And everything comes to an end.
But you won't be forgotten
since you are now part of the shattered wish

You may cry when she leaves you behind
but yet continue with meetings
You are still human.
You still convince.

The Lover: Part 1

Il a chante pour moi aujourd'hui
And we were in our own kind of heaven.

He is beautiful

Untitled

Ever had a freight train run right through your mind?
He asked.
No, I replied.
It will run, soon.
When do you want it?
After tea?
Or before?

At least not before it stops in your heart.

Untouchable you: part 1

Taut strings
Heartbeat flutter
Electric eyes
Soul swept
Take me
not her
me
Me
ME.