Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Asulon II

When i reached out for that another cigarette i saw ur hand their too with a wound of what I recall the first time u burnt your hand trying to light ur first cigarette. Yes, I have known you for that long.


And then i was in somebody else' car the other day and i saw the kilometers and i realised how many pictures we took of driving together, thousands of kilometers. Yes they were in thousands.


Furious i walked out on my work station and bumped into a wall, I hit my head so hard, i forgot for a second where i was. That second grew into minutes, hours and now into days. And I still don't remember.


Hey i have a tattoo now.. remember how much i cribbed. Heard its raining up there... Aren't we going to throw umbrellas in the sand and run? Hey you still will lose the race..


I have cut my hair... Do u wanna see how i look? Well I am quite alone standing against the wall of your house hiding behind skinny bushes.. Remember how u got pricked the other day?


i am thirsty now.. parched for raindrops on the roof missing on my head.. will this reality remain? in little and at large.. will all my i' always be small... will i live on.. feeling this way.. feeling nothing nemore.. scratching the wall.. writing the same shit over and over again... carrying the baggage of having memories with u.. memories i dnt remember nemore... everytime i am spending another minute to try and run away... i am leaving something behind..

I don't write letters to you anymore.. I don't know your address.. I can't afford to buy those stamps now.. I am dreaming another nightmare... I am not knocking on your door.. its just a few steps away from where i am.. Hey has your hair started to grey a little.. Yes, I was your child

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Love when u can't


Hey lover
Come share this wine
Leave your shoes at the window
Remember what my door knob says


Smile again with another swig
We dance on the rainbow
The leaves, the branches the prayer of the twig
Remember what my door knob says

Pinned on the pouring weather
Is a picture of you and me
Drowsy and tangled together
Remember what my door knob says

Newly come from the river
With colours in your eyes of distant life
The impalpable ash on the wrinkled log
Remember what my door knob says

aromas, light, metals, were little boats
when u decide to leave me in the rain
everything carries me to you
when you decide to reach my lips again
just
remember what my door knob says

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Wishlist


With death so near, he must have felt like someone on the brink of freedom, resdy to start all over again.

An alien at home behind the sun
Half forgotten or malobserved
Floated up from my memory
Visualizing every piece of furniture
A tiny dent
An incrustation
A chipped edge
The exact grain
Color of the woodwork

No one, no one had the right to weep for him
Remained to hope was that one day of my execution
There would be a huge crowd of spectators
They will greet me with howls of execration

Not for my departure but theirs’
To the start on a voyage to world which had ceased to concern me forever.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

The distance of a shout


Read in.. read out.. read twice over... still doesn't read right... loosening quite a bit of what i can call time.. I am lewd over.. scary rise of widening surprise, I'm seein' your world of people and things.... Seems sick an' it's hungry, it's tired an' it's torn, It looks like it's a-dyin' an' it's hardly been born.

I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die... Yes I am walking kinda funny... and i dnt want no money... Evry place I want to go, I never go because you know... I am fighting windy blues... I got two white horses following me ... Means another poor boy is under the ground.

I am chuckling rolling half way down the bridge... The green sombre grass tickles my spine... And I say And i say.. hey dear dew, will you be mine?

You lost a lot of it.. I did too.. Life was a waste of my energy and I was waste of its time... So we got together and wasted it all tonight... i love you evermore.. you thriving vein betwee my ribs... I am loving you each day and now i want you all the more... u stop making me feel red... u make me light another cigarette that tells i am not dead... Ha haha haha

She's streamlined and a midnight flyer... Two bit liars, small time jokers, this train don't carry no smokers... Ha haha haha.. i am standing on the rooftop of your basement.. get higher hand me that ashtray.. those clips haunted bartender... loosen up dear mother pam... church is ringing its bell the church is falling in the well... come lock me in... Come with the dust and go with the wind...