by jupiter's storms!
i swore
to myself
i would not
send
the
text.

[the wine thought otherwise]

Moving through the motions the voice within
Screams to set the record straight
Keep pure love is strong true to the heart
Don't turn to hate blinds you from fate
Tired of living and settling with hate
Rise to the top feels the world is against to you
Be a man stand alone face the problem
Stare back with fired passion lit eyes
No more bad habits change for the good
Be better and stronger stand up for your moral beliefs

The little girl had grown fond of their strange house guest during the brief couple of weeks she had stayed with them. At first she was just smelly with gross hair. But she had a very pretty smile. All white teeth on display.
She played with the little girl a lot. Always telling crazy stories and saying odd stuff, like ”I had a dream that I was a sea-angel! All made of light and glowing in dark waters!” and ”Did you know if you climb to the very top of trees, the birds will tell you their secrets? I’ve done it before, would you like me to tell you some bird-secrets?”.
Her favorite color was blue, like the sky. So I made her bracelet blue and green (because that’s my favorite color).
She wore it the day she left.
"Here, kiss it for me!" Her wrist were tanned.
"Why?" I was going to do it anyway.
"For good luck."
I kissed it.
"Why is it good luck?"
She smiles small and leans in very close, like it’s a secret.
"Do you ever pray?" She asks me.
"Sometimes." I say.
"A kiss is like a prayer. You think of it, then the kiss seals it to the bracelet, so that I can keep it with me wherever I go."
"You get to keep my prayer?"
"Yes!"
I kissed her on the cheek. She was warm and soft.
"You can keep that one too." I say, a little quieter because she isn’t smiling anymore.
The strange girl takes both my hands in her bigger ones. She kisses me on the cheek too.
It gives me butterflies.
She’s smiling again when she says, “You keep my prayer too, okay?”
"Okay."
Giving my hands a last gentle squeeze, she lets go and starts off down the road, taking my prayers with her.
I touch the prayer on my cheek when I see her disappear over the horizon.

Loveless child, not unloved but still at sea,
Sleepless child, stares wide-eyed in a mournful plea,
Selfish child, stays quiet for the attention of the room,
Lonely child, looking for love to bloom,
Blunt child, says it more clearly than she should,
Unhappy child, impassive like wood,
Troublesome child, not doing as she is told,
Stubborn child, with her antics made bold,
Three words to this child : You are Lovable and Cherished,
Will save her Soul from being Scarred or Perished.

After you left me
I let a dog smell at
My chest and my belly. It will fill its nose
And set out to find you.

I hope it will tear the
Testicles of your lover and bite off his *****
Or at least
Will bring me your stockings between his teeth.

she used to be afraid
to drown in pool water
but now her thoughts
tell her to jump further