Saturday, January 31, 2009

WE SLEEP



Did you wake up from eternal sleep? 
-the question is can one ever?

des yeuxs. 

when will i ever go to sleep?
- the sleep to numb happiness.

the female zoo

Thursday, January 29, 2009

THE WOMAN SAD AND SOFT


they will know you were here-
forgetting to leave yourself behind. 
the weather is the change in your mind. 
the mind we hold in place,
thinking, and waiting. 
you can hardly scream, the peace has overcome you.
fallen to your knees. 
you contemplate the beauty you have ignored. 
it stood there in front of you. 
so quietly you couldn't distinguish it from real. 
the distant sound of their human personality. 
that which takes your nervous system to down. 
you keep on coming by.
the meaning of everything moving slow. 
- lavender and you here.

the female zoo

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

100TH IN MELANCHOLY

There's a certain manner in which we look at one another. 
lying vertically spread on a bed. 
thrown senselessly in different temperature sheets. 
capturing her eyes. 
thats all. 
then its over. 

There's a certain angle in which we decide to perceive one another.
forming each other with mood. 
slowly emerging from a pensive state. 
capturing her tears form her eyes.
thats me. 
then its over. 

thats the room. 

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Tuesday, January 20, 2009

THE MOOD IS HUMAN




















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Monday, January 19, 2009

Sunday, January 18, 2009

:::

sailing late through stones.
in the night we hide. 
all devotion rolling inside. 


Doctor: she has got a problem.
Her mother sat down, pressed against the chair, her hair pure white.
The room scented of cure the walls painted in a pale color. 
The spot light in her red almost dead eyes.

D: she is overcoming a storm of strong headed imagination. 
I cannot put into words what her head might see. 
But we can only imagine the imaginable. 
Change will overcome her. 
pulling her back into a strong survival. 
Its hard to recognize the pain in her. 
She feels free inside and her lungs breath clean. 

( the study of my human mind is as unreal as the study of fertility) 
I feel fertile, yet lack the stimulation to birth relaxation. 
(Im in a million different places mentally yet remain still)

Her mothers looks at the doctor holding her purse up right. 
Nothing could seem more unclear. 
such behavior indescribable. 
Taking herself away to marry tranquility, 
she goes very far. 

Doctor: The words she is searching are soon to be revealed. 
Almost blind, she virtually creates a world of her own, hard enough for herself. 

mother: She is sane doctor, she is sane. She is tormented emotionally by feelings that have been long lived and lost. I see her now, easily pulling in closer. closer to another body that brings her peace of mind. 

Grasping her insides, and moving to another level, the pure ease of swinging on the bottom and scraping her knees, cause her the pain of joy that this will never happen again. 
hand in hand, im sorry.


Her blood passes through her head. 
carrying her long black hair, 
over flowing in thoughts that dribble on your lips.


the female zoo



Saturday, January 17, 2009

LORD AUCH

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Thursday, January 15, 2009

O.CHILDREN








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FATALE IN GRACE LAND.


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Tuesday, January 13, 2009

LULI



There is a light 
she is the light.

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Saturday, January 10, 2009

EMPRESS BALLON




recognizing the warmth of the room.
i walk through my walls
finding myself in complete hollowness
cutting myself on sharp edges. 
turning pale white
i keep on going, because its like a lie.
makes me feel good
i have learnt the subtle pain
i adapt to recognize.
so the sun comes out
but not in my window. 
everyone sees in color
cutting myself on life
i see black. 
i promise im sane.
i only intoxicate with myself.
because i feel secure 
when we have sex.
because i feel 
when i stretch to find you here.
down there i recognize 
a last ovulation. 
because i feel nouveau. 
braiding my hair before i sleep.
i recognize the smell of your first words.
i no longer sit here.
because i feel the voyage of gone. 
because life is myself in EMPRESS BALLON.

the female zoo


LE PASSAGE À NOUVEAU




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