When we look out the window we hear
there is a ringing sound that will never end.
Engulfed in noise and in dust submerged
tiny men walk a thousand steps
Yellow -
the city has been yellow -
ever since the machines
arrived.
Heat -
The november sun melts all the tall buildings
until the twists and turns
of the voice
call a break for prayer
Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 1:51 PM UTC
It started with a hello and ends with too much love that does still overflow.
we drove around our city while I had my arm around him.
and the sticky august air glued his skin to his shirt and him to my heart.
our metropolis had a hundred dusty stars above us; beside us; but mostly these stars were within me.
he was unaware of it all. But I, with overflowing courage did tell him.
and when i told him,
I understood that this simple love
cocooning me;
that glowed
like a hundred suns;
that made him the Sun;
was felt from me to him -
and me
to him
only.
Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 8:23 AM UTC
rolling drop of sweat
slowly slowly drops.
From the bottom of your breast
aiming straight it falls
On your thigh it tries to rest
But it's a sticky plummet
Nov 15, 2019
Nov 15, 2019 at 8:04 AM UTC
When crossing roads look.
Look left, look right.
When kissing your lover,
don't look. Stay blind.
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 3:03 AM UTC
In the water that serpents drink and fishes mate in,
humans clean their pots.
The water drinks that dirt and oil,
it savours that hint of turmeric and burnt potato skin. It's a complete meal.
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 5:27 PM UTC
Was cutting
My nails when
the very last one
jumped up
So high
It flew up
Look:
it's in the sky
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 5:08 PM UTC
These waters caressed
a thousand dead bodies.
Young and old men,
mothers, their children.
The water listened,
it heard their
submerged howls,
Slowly
growing drunk
of their brittle
little-souls.
May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 10:41 AM UTC
I am flattered that you like me.
I feel the attraction towards you.
I'd like to hold your hand.
Kiss your caramel lips.
Hold you tight
on a starry night.
And put my hand
through your hair.
But
living in this era
and within
this generation
I know
attraction doesn't last.
About this
you must be aware too...
so now before
time's up, come on!
Make me fall in love
with you.
Dec 19, 2016
Dec 19, 2016 at 2:34 AM UTC
I start ghost hunting at 5 am
I catch little spirits which
I eat with some butter and jam
some days I'm lucky
I catch old souls
Cleopatra,
Frank Sinatra,
Adolf ******
reading
the Kama Sutra
If I don't eat them before
they get into
my head,
they'll make sure I am
dead.
Aug 31, 2016
Aug 31, 2016 at 2:45 AM UTC