Your soft lips on mine
It's warm here
In your gentle embrace
Your sweet scent
Intoxicating to me
Your fast heartbeat
So close I can feel it
My fast heartbeat
So strong you can tell
By looking down my blouse
Earthquakes have epicenters too
A smile spreads on my lips
As your warm hands
Get to know me better
Leave your fingerprints on me
And I'll leave mine on you
And I'll be sure
To get to know your body
To touch each sensitive spot
Just long enough
To drive you completely insain
But honey you be sure
To go all the way
Or I might get pouty
And find someone else
To stay and keep me warm

On the streets of Antwerp
There are visible areas
There are borders dividing
Different ethnicities,
Cultures and languages
There are areas
By income and colleges

There are also invisible areas
Corners taken in by the homeless
There's Antwerp's most famous
Louis, alcoholic and ex-military
Best known for saving two children
And writing a book
He said he never liked to live within 4 walls
Making about €150 a day
Sitting on Astrid Square
Going on 30 years now

There's the Scottish poet
Who spits rhymes
Like they came off a conveyor
He cited one for me once
I regretted it instantly
But at least I know now
What rhymes with *****
He hangs around the Central Station
And enjoys summer nights

There's Chippy the one with the dreads
Hangs around the Cathedral
And keeps an eye on the youth
In good terms with the police he is
No fights or broken bottles
Where he roams
Surrounded by the usual Gang
Of surprisingly well kept
Ladies and Gents
With their trolleys and carts

There's the very skinny one
Who once kept company
To a friend of mine
And exchaned his bike
For a loaf of bread
She smiled and told him
To keep the bike and the bread
He felt it was his job
To protect her
And guide her back home

Then there's "Santa"
Not much known about him
His spot is by Frituur N* 1
Best fries in the city
He wears a kilt and a red jacket
White beard and hair
A shiny bald spot in the center of his head
He speaks German loudly
To everyone and anyone
Bright red nose and square glasses

Now as I stroll about the streets
I know where to expect to see them
But to my surprise one day
Santa was gone
Had they taken him away?
Did the City of Antwerp
Reclaim their streets?
Did he die in the winter cold?
I put my pink glasses on and figured
Maybe he went to get beer.

And then one day years later
I spotted him... Yes it was him!
He wore neat blue jeans
And a purple well kept sweater
Glasses with a modern green frame
Hair and beard cut and brushed
He walked with a quick pase
Seemingly on his way back
To Frituur N* 1
Roaring in German louder than ever!
With a sting in my heart I watched him go back to his corner.

The frequency here is calm
It almost seems like
Nothing is happening
Each room is the same
There are rules and procedures
Each time I think of it
I get exhaused
From the mere idea
Of putting 19 rooms
To their original state
The girls each have
A remarkable condition
Yet they make it
Look so easy
It's all about timing
And flawless efficiancy
This is where I earned
My first paycheque
Shed frustrated tears
Of a 17 year old
Learned to work
It only seems fitting
That I'd come here again
The girls smile and say:
Welcome back, you're fat.

Protestantism class, mid term
63%, I passed the exam
Fair enough, as I don't really care
What happened on the 6th day
Our teacher is nice though
Only three students in his class

The bells goes off
We gather our things
And wait in the hallway
Still in deep conversation
With our teacher
He puts the key in the lock

Walks to the back to close
The windows tight
I look in his eyes as he makes his way
To the door and with confusion on his face
He watches the door close before him
The keys are on my side

Grandpa Ody retired, content
Worked at GM all his life
The entire family drives Opel
20% discount with a form
Provided by Ody

Now my stepdad married my mum
Making me his daughter
Through their union
We drive an Opel too
Many sets of Opel keys on the dinner table

It may serve us to know
That we recognize our keys
By one glance, one main indicator
For most of us; the Opel car key
Who knows the difference after a few drinks

And so I switched our keys
With those of my stepdad
He glanced at them a few times
Something was wrong
"Nah it must be in my head"

We've payed for our drinks
Thanked everyone
Three kisses in Belgium
Our cars are parked across each other
Click says the lock of our car

Quickly we unlock the other car....
We say goodbye...

"Who took my keys?!"

We all know those songs
That we really hate
And yet it's those songs
That play over and over again
In our heads, we have no say in it

Now Lisa in particular
Has a problem with this
Some days it drives her up the wall
Especially those repeterive songs
... Like the 7 Nation Army

Quietly I sing it all morning
Should suffice by 12 o'clock
Lunchbreak.
I let it go and stop singing
Shouldn't be long now

"Tummm tum tum tum tumm tumm"
Lisa starts slowly
I let her go on untill she loses her patience
She just can't get it out of her head
I laugh and she knows why

"I hate you"

It's gym class
Laughter fills the space
Test Artistic Gymnastics today
The long ocean blue mat
Streched across the floor
Either you got it or you don't

Elisabeth, the clumsiest
Sweetest girl I know
Bright and kind
Easy to influence
A little shy...
Mischief is my middle name

She runs towards the middle
I wait and analyse
Her slender body arches forward
A moment before her hands
Touch the ocean blue mat
Preparing to place her weight on them...

"WATER!!!"
Distracted she loses balance
Now laying flat on the ground
She screams at me
I laugh and run off
Persued by a D-

It's strange the things I remember
I could never really put it down
But it seems to make more sense
Now that I'm required to remember
Things I begged to forget

I wanted to remember the bad
And forget all about the good
Hoping I could put it passed me
And as my brain is an obedient servant
I forgot all the good and kept the bad

It's hard to see you any other way now

I can't remember my first schoolday
Just a few last ones
But I can remember my first word
It was "thank you"
Although I meant to say "please"

I can't remember the names
Of my classmates from primary school
But I remember that day we got lost
I was 3 years old
And how scared I was

Just like that I can't remember
How you made me feel
But I remember what you said
I can't remember what you meant
But I can see the letters appearing before me

A message each morning
And one in the evening
Someone to confide in
A fresh breath of honesty
A quick sense of humor
The laughter long gone
Echoes in the distance
No guilt and no worries
You are so rushed
Patience is running out
The days grow darker
Just like you
The ashtray gets
Its fair share of cigarettebuds

We waited
...and waited
...and waited

And then you pressed delete
The ashtray broke
The negativity is gone

I come here too often, Sis

What do you mean

I mean, I come here too often

You're never here

Dude I was here every day when you were sick

Yeah but that's a month ago

Okay what do you make of this: I was walking down the street on my way here and instinctively started looking for my keys!

Someone once said
Mother Earth is as much
A part of us
As we are of Her
If we aknowledge that
Each ***** that sustains
Our intelligently designed existance
Each muscle that
Promotes our dynamic lives
Each cell that celebrates
Its small yet profound task
Within us,
Comes forth from the ground
We walk upon
We will see that the person
On the other side of the Earth
Is as much a part of us
As we are of Mother Earth

I sit in your tiny appartment
It carries your soft scent
The flowers on your skin
And rising from the depths
Of your multicolored curly hair
I can hear the call for prayer in the distance
The noise on the street swelles up
I hear pans and pots hitting the pavement
The people chant "şerefine Tayyip", cheers Tayyip
Defying Ergodan with all their might
The teargass stings my eyes and nose
As I toss down a lightbulb
And as it hits the ground
the riotcops hesiate
Then walk on
Scanning the windows for the guilty one
Briefly my eyes fall upon one of them
Who smiles at me with joy in his eyes.

"Mommy I want to be just like you"
You snorted and looked up from the sewing machine:
Do you want to be poor?
But Mummy I never knew poverty
I never compared my clothes to other kids' clothes
Because you had perfected
The art of making them yourself
And perhaps you could not afford a babysitter
So we went bellydancing together
I remember I was 7
We got to play basketball and football
Practice swimming and Taekwondo
And maybe there were times when things weren't so easy
But you always gave all you had
Carried the world on your sholders
With your head held high
You let me walk freely against all your instincts
Because it was the right thing to do
Pulled me back right on time
And trusted again, like nothing had gone wrong
Fought for my honor like a fierce lioness
Forgave me my mistakes
And shielded me from the worst
Never gave up on our broken relationship
So when I say:
"Mommy I want to be just like you"
I mean I want to Love Unconditionally just like you
And maybe all parents do blame themselves
For everything possible and indeed, impossible
But I don't blame you and I cannot thank you enough

My feet are wide because I like to walk bare foot :)
My calfs are wide and round because they are strong :)
My thighs are touching because they're in love. They are thick because they can carry me and nearly anything I want them to, including other people :).
My **** is big because I like it soft :)
My hips aren't wide because they carry me well the way they are :)
My stomach isn't flat because it's perfect the way it is and needs alot of love :)
My ***** are everywhere because they take up alot of space :)
My arms aren't trained because they can perform very detailed tasks :)
My back needs alot of energy because it's service is to carry me :)
My hands are scarred because they have enabled me to work hard :)
My nose is wide because it's devoted to it's job. It can pick out, register and remember anyone I know. :)
My hair seems thin because it grows very long, so long in fact that other people sit on it :) :)

If I colored three pages
From a coloring book
You'd see the difference
In the intensity
The distribution of the color
It's just like that
In the way I love each of you
Different colors
Different intensities
But never think
They can be compared
Would however pick out
My favorite
And if it was good to me
Hold it close forever
As the one and only
But if I no longer matter
Then eventually
Neither will you

Last night in the deepest slumber
My mind forced upon me a sight
A terrifyng thing gave me a fright
A cruel and effective vision
Presentation of true value
By stripping it of it's purpose

Upon strolling by the lake
I saw a body in the water
A young woman, picture perfect
Stripped of her clothes
Floating, skin all blue
Did you fall and drift away
Did you get caught in the stream

I ventured in to the water
Cried over the loss of her life
A young woman
Isn't anyone looking for her
Where is everyone
Did you come here alone
Did you do this to yourself
I looked around adjusted my eyes

I took in great big stones
Covered by moss
A few of those on the beach
Branches fallen from trees
Nature's waste washed upon the shore
Then I looked closer
Is that a leg sticking out?

Then the reality hit me
The girl in the water
Was just one of the many
She must've drifted off
From the hundreds
Massacred and sterilized women on beach
Piled up like firewood

What a crime, for shame
What a loss, there aren't enough tears
They were used up and tossed
A momentary release
Of a monster within the perpetrator
Possibly looking for it's new victim
Behind my back for all I know

As if there is an infinite stock
As if their existance and growth
Could happen over night
As if It didn't take love and care
To ensure their wellness
As if two people didn't work
Tirelessly to raise their children
To shape the people they were going to be
As if they didn't have paths to walk
Friends to meet and destinies to fullfill
As if God hadn't given them any meaning at all

You asked me if I wanted
to go to the movies
Said you had an extra ticket
And here I'm doing the math:
On your party last weekend
Your boyfriend analyzed my boredom
The empty look in my eyes
Quickly I proceeded to having fun

A few days later you forwarded
Two job adds from your account
One of which I was underqualified for
But thanks for the compliment
One was to work at a Bio store
Thanks for the gross generalisation
But sincerely thanks for the effort x

And finally today out of the blue
You have one extra ticket
That's you, him and me
Free tickets come in pairs Sis
It's either 2 or 4
And so I asked you:
Is this an intervention?
"...no... See you saturday"
Hope you recovered well
From the violent pantsfire :)

Jane, age 16
Harsh, mostly with herself
Love and compassion avalable for all
But she doesn't need any
At least not to her own knowledge
She's always fine
Nothing can tear her down
Perhaps that's the reason
Why at age 21 she mainly gets off on herself
At age 16 you see
She gave herself away
No regrets to this day
Well at least she never thinks about it

The boyfriend, really good for nothing
Honestly, a charity case
Yet she saw something good in him
He was very cunning though
(In a good way of course)
As her passions drove her up the wall
He turned away: let me sleep
Knowing that next day
She was unstoppable
And he didn't have to work that hard
She'd do all the work
And he got to witness the spectacle

Age 21: not tonight honey
I have a headache.
The truth is that nothing pleases her
She'll help herself in the shower.
When he touches her
It is not the touch of love
It is desire, not for her
But his own relief
Minimum time invested
But then again
How could he know what she likes
Or find pleasure with her
She's nervous and impatient all the time
She doesn't know what she likes

But he doesn't notice
He like her, never made love
He drifts away in his own fantasy
She puts all her energy in trying
Trying not to let him down.
She's made him feel
like he's not good enough before
Although she can't figure out why
Why the moaning wasn't a sign
Naturally she was faking it
Like she always does
And all along, the reality is
They are simply using each other
For stressrelief

There's a house
On the hill
A run down cottage
And the door
Is never locked
I'll be right here
Through wind and rain
Smiling at you
When you return
Helping you
Pick up the pieces
There's a box
Full of lost items here
I keep them for you
If you want them back
One day
Life goes on, Love
And that's fine
You have yours
And I have mine
But nothing
Will take away
My love for you
It is nothing physical
For love cannot be
Expressed physically
It flows from my heart
To each one of you
How you deal with it
Is entirely up to you
But I'll be here
If you want to.

Last night I spoke to your soul
So different from your mind
Yet exactly the same
You should know
It has been lost
But never seperate from you

My heart burst open
As you approached my Crown
Fear me not, our karma is undone
I know you don't remember
That we had our rough times
But we had great lives too

You might find me in the woods
But I am always with you
And you are always in my heart
And although I might chuckle
When you slide down the hill
You should know:
I only laugh at the ones I love

I needn't travel to see your heart
It's always been connected to mine
And although you may not
Speak highly of yourself
My soul, mind and heart
Speak highly of you

Take the people you love the most
Those rare and special ones
Who you never thought you'd meet
The ones who make you feel safe
Like nothing can touch you
Open your heart to them
Allow to fill up on Love
Feel your heart
Just about to burst
Radiate the happiness
Let them love you back
Then look in to the mirror
And love yourself
As much as you love them

I still remember
the last day we spent together
Last day of the 4 years
you walked by my side
You asked to wander the streets
I had to go to work
We parted ways and I was fine
Little did I know I made you cry
It just wouldn't hit me.

Two weeks after you left
I had my skype on
Curled up on my bed
Your voice come through
We cried and I said
"Please come home"
The Lights went out
Just me
Your voice
And the cold floor

2 months after you left
I'm working overhours everyday
The weekends are a big blurr
I talk to no one unless I'm wasted
Such profanities leave my lips
Sentences get tangled up
I cry in the arms of an old friend
He hardly recognizes me
I slur on
It's safe here

5 months after you left
Just one joint before I go home
I shouldn't be smoking
The pain suspends me midair
I have no controll of my life
Chivas goes down fast
This perfect combo puts a smile on my face
A senseless dumb smile

Everything stopped
All the thoughts
All the emotions
All the words
What feels like empty tears
Come without any triggers
black make up lines on my pillow
A raw voice sings me to sleep
I close my eyes and let the world spin

Am I overthinking this?
You took me to a game center
And we played a board game
You bought all the drinks
And didn't want to split the cheque
You said it several times
"Nothing, you're just cute"
We've been friends for years
And my alarm system goes off
You've done this before
With another girl
I remember you telling me about it
You wanted to know
If she was compatible with you
Are you trying to lure me in to a date
Without asking me out?

Beneath the earth
There's a network
Of age old connectionlines
Each contributing to Oneness
And as our hearts and souls meet
They see that the connection
Between our souls
Was there all along

The pub is packed tonight
with many familiar faces,
cookies for breakfast
The sugarrush is taking me places.


I'm jumping up and down
diet ruined and I'm not sorry
after the pub we all meet up
for afters at the quarry.

Ladies and men, loads of drink,
getting it on, you know the score,
voices now still and grumpy
They won't speak to me anymore.

A hobbit hops along a road
Stops takes a **** on a snail,
I won't say what we got up to
but one day I'll tell the tale.

Meanwhile  I'm off to Lily's for a coffee
and a bite to eat.
An amanita grew by the rock
pretty and proud and neat.

No one liked it, it got sad
it started talking to itself,
we gave it lots of tequila then
put it upon the shelf

Oh oh can you take me to the store
And can you put on Pantera
And blast it real loud
And then we could chat
And I'll tell you about my day
And you could sit there and listen
Oh oh can you put on a DVD
The one about the green oger
And the fairy tale creatures
We could watch it together
Doesn't that sound fun?

"Yes Dad that sounds great"'

I watch intently as the flower petals
Unfold under my amazed gaze
Streching as if they were waking up
From a deep long slumber
Blooming in fast forward before me
And then they withered
Lost their life energy
And quitly died

In a room where Heaven kisses the Earth
I listen to a Saint speak of Compassion
A Rainbow arches gracefully in the distance
Visions of flowers before me
Hearts open up and allow Love in to their lives again.

3 children in overalls
Tiny mittens on their small hands
And red wool knitted hats
It's -25*C and snow covers the land
Frozen in fine layers
White dust beneath the hard shell

It's Dad's weekend
He forgot to pick them up
But mum is flexible and drove them over
Mum says to wait downstairs
The girls sit in the snow
Buiding the world's biggest snowcastle

Maybe when dad wakes up
He can shovel up the snow
And give advice on the structure
Mum is kicking the door
Still no answer, he sure is a good sleeper
But then Lisa had enough

Stand back mum I'll wake him up
There he peeked from behind the curtain
Now open the door.
Stop playing and open up
Dad open the door
C'mon girls, dad's not home

Dad is home, I saw him argued Lisa
I'm never coming back, Lauren decided
And I'm going to wait here until he comes out, said Daisy
Sorry girls, I mixed up the days

In the deepest slumber
In the sweetest dream
I felt your warm presence
Your heartbeat on my back
Your arms around me
Your fingerprints all over me
Red tracks on your skin
From last night

She stood by the window
Watching the rain pour down
It was as though each drop
That hit the glass and rolled down
Was a short lie
A number of those hitting the window
Before her eyes
Yet in felt as though it was raining inside
The drops left their physical bodies on the glass
And their souls proceeded to become one with her
The cold of the floor going through her feet in to her legs
The teacup in her hand is empty
She analyzes the beautiful blue pattern
Looks like something a sweet elderly lady would have in her cuboard
On the bottom it says "made in England"
A snort of derision and dry smile
As she turns away from the rain
She catches a glimpse of her own reflection in the mirror
She shortly runs her finger by the deep wrinkles mocking her on her face
Age meant nothing to her, they were not enemies
She smiled at her age
It had no power here

Oh dear Lord that's ugly
I wonder how I'll get used to this
Get your **** together
Just grab gently and pull
Yeah that's even worse
Looks kind of like a mushroom
With a coat
Hm, I wonder how that feels
Just smile and look pretty
Did I hear that right
You want me to what?
I'm not putting that in my mouth
Oh fine but no one can ever know
What are you doing
Stop touching that
Huh feels kind of nice
A little awkward
Please don't tell anyone
Why is your tongue in there
I think you like this more than I do
Men are strange

10 years later

Are you going to touch it or what
C'mon lets not wait for the grass to grow
Yours or mine
Did I remember to buy shampoo
Yeah like that
Just a little bit longer
Just a little... Yeah
I just might
Tear those pants off you soon
Incoming text "where are you"
"Argh I was just about to ******"
"Oh sorry, have fun"
"STOP TALKING"
Alright that's enough
Now you just lay there and look pretty
Well what are you looking at
Grab it already
Hm warm hands
You need to work on your game
Yeah like that
Don't stop
I SAID DON'T STOP WHY ARE YOU STOPPING

Remember those roses, deep red
Layed down all over my bed

How I invited you to follow, we should play a game
Something about a squirril and a rabbit, it was insane

Then between laughs and giggles I took the first chance I got
You bend over and I shoved the flowers up your ****

You screamed take them out, take them out
So I did, you roared, what are you whining about?

There's blood all over the place
White stains on your hair and face

And an odd sock, I'm missing one of those
Somehow it ended up on the stem of the rose

As I sit upon this great stone
I take in the majestic view
It is not a view on the mountaintop
But much smaller indeed
Quiet and humble in it's existance
It's merely a view seen from this rock
That's stood here since the Ice Age
Slowly melting under the elements
But majestic nevertheless
I wonder and speculate in silence

Would this very rock
That looks so large in my eyes
Once have been
But a small pebble under the Ice
Before all these countless trees grew here
I close my eyes and picture
This forest without all its treasures
Then build it up slowly again
In the depths of my limited mind

These trees so tall and evergreen
Produce gasses and chemicals
And as they spit out their oxygen
Tirelessly in vast amounts
As the sun gazes upon them
The air becomes purer
So pure in fact
That a strange grey-greenish beard
Celebrates it's existance
On the barks of these giants

The countless lakes mirror their surroundings
As the drowsy sun paints them orange
Laying itself to sleep beyond the horizon
And as the sea has its own scent
So do these lakes
They leave an indescribable scent
On the skin of the human bathing in it
Leaving her hear soft and lush

The last rays of the sun
Force their way through openings
In the ceiling of this forest
Creating lightbeams
Seemingly rising from the forest floor
Absolute silence aside from my slowly beating heart
I strech my weary wings
Straighten my feathers
Close my eyes forever
And acknowledge that my time is up at last

In the silence of the night
Blissful unravelling of the mind
I run down a sand road
The kind they have everywhere
In this forest covered land
Chasing the girl in the white dress
Her hair dancing on her back
She turns to glance at me
I reach out and grab her shoulder
She turns to face me
My reflection smiles at me
Then laughs my laugh
Smiles my smile
With my mischievious smirk on her face
She chuckles
"Tag you're it!"

Sleep Angel sleep
Let the tears dry
I've held your heart
Since you cursed us apart
Know that I forgive you
Let the pain cease
Slumber in my arms
I've taken your ache
And loved it away
A kiss caressing
Each crack
And hands
That have your back

My phone rings
I know it's you
27 missed calls
I look out
Are you there
Watching me
A woman orders a wine
I serve her and take her money
Shivers run down my back
Are your eyes
Following each step
Are you angry
That I'm dating again
Will you show up uninvited
I know you'll call
Another 20 times tomorrow
10 on the good days
Will you ever stop
Do you know
That the rebound
Isn't around 5/7
Will this ever end