Tattooed across his handsome face
Was a life of unfortunate stars
On his forehead were many a trace
Of the fights he had picked in bars

But it wasn’t just fighting in bars
That had made him his ominous tattoo
As a child he had smashed neighbours’ cars
Ramming into them sky high on glue

Hanging out with this guy meant trouble
He would never obey any laws
All the stupidest dares he would double
Breaking bones, smashing teeth, cracking jaws

If you see this guy, please, look away!
If he’s noticed you, run for your life
Every line on his face leads astray
And you don’t want to mess with his wife

Your nouns are spread
On sheets
Of white impeccability
Attached complements provide
Detail
Description
Of beauty
Excellence
And we both inflect
Flex
Our verbs
With precision
In perfect concord
We take specific (pre)positions
Towards me
Around you
Inside
In out in out
Up
Upwards
Denying every possibility
Of negations
Conjunctions
Limitations in scope
And we end existence
In a loud
Exclamation!

First we build bridges
With Lego bricks
In primary colours
And we move on
To build bridges
From  words
With tought
In many languages
Because we have to
And we build bridges
In steel and concrete
Between islands and peninsulas
Between us and them
We prioritise bridges
With our money
On our money
To showcase magnificence
And to replace expired glories
And we cross bridges
In real life and cyberspace
To seek community
In alternate relations
Outside the confines
Of Hans Christian Andersen’s  quiet pond.

She had seen him there
At the party
Dark eyes watching her
From the corner
As she danced

He had not been there
When she left
Dark skies blanketed her
And stars lit the way
As she began her walk home

She had not taken this path before
To get home
A glowing field allured her
With nearly fluorescent flowers
So she took this shortcut

He had seen her approaching
Full of new memories
Then stopping
Hesitating to make the decision
To go left through the field

She had soon felt him
Among the treacherous flowers
His dark presence in the wind
His words soon blended in
As he moved in closer

He had not lingered
To see her awaken
On the grass outside the field
Red mixed in yellow
**** seed dust

I delved deep this time
Leaving a great pit
Inside
And I let insects and reptiles
Nest and hatch
To fill the void
And to harbour evolution
In a nutshell
But monsters grow fast
In darkness
And absence of words

You
Make me
Want to
Do
Really bad
Things
To me
And to you

You
Make me
Want to
feel
Pleasure
Pain
Lust
Passion
To breathe
Sensation
Through you

You
Make me
Want to
Do
bad things
To get
To you
Too