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A SNAPSHOT AT 7 AM
RawA jewel in the rough
So many R’s in her energyNot a single R in her name
Sleeping with you is like sleeping with a wild stallion I caught a cold
And I guessed you haven’t been properly caressed in ages
It’s so funny with you:You are and you are not
Most convenient most heartbreaking
When I look at myself in the mirror I see the usual runaway
And the gorilla mentioned by PemaI close my eyes ‘cause I can’t stand the picture
Therefore I touch my eagernessWill I let it be?I see the child
I see the middle aged womanWith space no space
Sleeping with you is/was tough:A wild stallion being chased on a bed
A SNAPSHOT AT 4:35 PM
yellow lust
red fear
green eagerness
orange sadness
white joy
black mixture of all
a self-created vibrant and oh so
attractive rainbow
pounding like a dying heart –not slowly
a radioactive magnet
an exploding oxygen atom
an exploding hydrogen atom
an exploding sodium atom
a cadmium atom
A SNAPSHOT AT 9:30 PM
Jumping on a bed just for the sake of it is not fun.
It doesn’t show any kindness to the world or to your self
It only makes you jumpy.
The opposite not necessarily means being fettered to someone
-the one you jump on the bed with or someone else for that matter.
It is softer to have you asking how I’ am.
Otherwise it is disheartening disheartening disheartening
A SNAPSHOT BEFORE LUNCH
I make love to you all naked
Take off my rings, my watch, my earrings
I only leave on my protection cords
Not to be protected against you
But against my own little self
SNAPSHOT AFTER TALKING TO YOU
Words come to me uninvited
A little magical
A little too exciting
A little mystifying
A little much too deep
Somewhat happy & uncertain
Somewhat far out & ordinary
Somewhat promising & defeating
Somewhat baffling & clear
I lay at the Séche Tes Larmes Cafe
And it is like I have a crush on you
And infatuation for you
Real love with you
A something that slips along my cunt
A dripping affair
An unfathomable subject matter
And at the Séche Tes Larmes Café
They play a song that says:
“Don’t let me go, babe.
“Don’t make me stay, honey”.
A SNAPSHOT AT ALMOST 10 PM
I spin ‘round my celuphone
I wonder if it is proper to call you up
Mum is not here to give me good advice
And though I cry for Guru from afar
I get no clear answer.
So I ring some other girls
All of them with pretty names
Wonderful smiles
& beautiful tits:
Unable to prompt a pretext to contact you
I naturally let myself be entertained
by someone else.
A SNAPSHOT WITH ELECTRICITY
The egotistic monster eats like Patti’s cannibals
I let her devour my left leg
While I play at being Alice’s nice girl
Stars stars high up in the sky.
It didn’t really run smoothly.
It was not slow only despairing
I always knew I had to leave
Like Robert’s rambling babe.
A SNAPSHOT WITHOUT ELECTRICITY
It is like falling from my eagerness into an abyss
Like acknowledging my best friend is a she-dog
The abyss is quite sad not tender though.
When that girl told us she had been abused
A crystal drop wetted my arm.
A SNAPSHOT AT 7:50
I’m making a real effort
Not to conceptualize that relationship
I walk on harsh carpets
Sleep in noisy bedrooms
Knit a carpet of broken promises to myself
Read about the gigantic NO
And I can hardly understand its meaning
Let alone put it into practice.
Maybe it is just another concept
If I take it like that
Like that relationship
I’m trying real hard not to conceptualize. NO
A SNAPSHOT AFTER A SHOWER
I laugh loudly at my romantic stand towards life
I deem it funny
I feel so old-fashioned
And way too serious
Then I’m struck by a lightning of certainty:
I can eat popcorn seasoned with tears.
I would,
But you, Claudia Scissorhands
Say I want to name it all,
To trap it all inside a framework of words
Even if it is true
It doesn´t really change who I am:
A romantic slot
A tear-eater
A quick quark coming for you today