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.

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 ah
--- it's a sticky plummet.

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.

When crossing roads look.
Look left, look right.
When kissing your lover,
don't look. Stay blind.

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