Wednesday, June 24, 2009


So i walked past a certain moment in life.
I woke up to want.
to want to feel the sunrise.
for a 160 mornings later.
So I waited for the sun to set and commence a certain closure.
Coming in with a gentle touch of numbness,
the moon reminded me of an intimate hand that use to go under my skin.
The type of hand that i longed to know.
The type of hand that doesn't love.

So I- Female changed a certain perspective in life.
The mirror that use to reflect me beyond my bed,
is moved right towards the window.
Reflecting something distant.

So, like this i can myself,
Take the truth with me in sweet silent exile.
where the truth is,
a softhearted hush of a female.

the female zoo