Without you

without you

Without you the sun wouldn’t shine the ocean couldn’t generate waves Roses would grow bleak and wither Without you I would not be writing this My blood would sizzle and evaporate Evil people would be dancing over my tombstone Without you the birds wouldn’t sing so sweetly the dogs wouldn’t boast with their barks man […]

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Smoke

smoke

I sometimes think about hugging you in the middle of a passing crowd in the narrow fashion district. Neither of us can claim bewildering growth, we just perceive that someday these tiny baby steps will amount to an Alpen. It wasn’t so long ago we met. As always with your saucer eyes, and a self-righteous […]

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True self

True self

Your longings attached to a thespian smile captivates a wandering soul tho’ it’ll take you a while longer to remember how to breath again. these nimble feeling in your bowels is rumbling, swelling up, bursting out your spirit is an unrestrained beast recycling the dreams you’ll dream again like a sillouette in the dead of […]

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Emerald city

Emerald city

Mirror mirror, What if I was a stranger in Emerald city, ten white horses galloping in front of me, leading the way to the King’s quadrangle, where I bow to her royal highness. I’d serenade her and spill some tea….perhaps even all of it. It would be nice to live and let loose, not a […]

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The language

the language

Puff it once. Let the smoke dance on the skin until you sucks it back like vacuum. And your eyes overflow with tears like a breaking dam. Pain is a painting of haunted memories you treasure. But if you blood turns black, you’ll risk playing Russian roulette with demons. Living in a society with borders […]

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Silent eyes

silent eyes

I was standing at the front of my mat with my feet rooted to the earth, much like a woman with silent eyes waiting for hours at a bus stop. Prudently listening and smiling, like her cares had been washed away with dunes on midnight’s wave and she didn’t have anywhere to be. Though she […]

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Delilah’s wish

Delilah's wish

She waited at the foot of mother’s rocking chair, next to the polka- dot curtains, cuddling her head between the flesh of her palms. Mother was 122 years old with the smile of a 6 year Mädel. Her silver hair was ankle-long and growing. She reminded Delilah of an orange orchid that blossomed in spring. […]

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If only…

if only

if only I had enough time to say goodbye to the rustling fig trees. that coax the aching silence of the moon. Auf Deutsch Wenn ich bloß nur genug Zeit hätte um sich von den raschelnden Feigenbäumen zu verabschieden. dass die schmerzende Stille des Mondes überreden.

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Her Connection

Her connection

Today she saw a bird, black-feathered, orange-beak it was and next to it sat another together on a fence. She’d never had a best friend So the pen became her therapist as well as her mentor She made the mint pages of a book, her biggest patrons. Her favourite blouse leaves a trail of ox-blood […]

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Unstoppable

unstoppable

God is such a romantic, he cuddles m e to his heart every morning and urges me to go into the world, he says; “with my spirit you are unstoppable” My Cacao-hue cheeks becomes flushed I am his awkward lover

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