THE FEMALE ZOO
Friday, August 28, 2009
I slowly faint.
These constant tears that bring me back to misery
Cold in your heart.
lying on my back, i am completely inexpressible.
On my mind a draped vision of myself smiling.
I cannot bare waking to anymore mornings.
smiling, bringing myself back to something safe.
In my absence ill seek.
from the damage we are equally alone.
my lungs force a certain melody,
pumping my heart with the impure.
Sometimes i think everything turns against me, in me.
I wont realize until the last minute god gives me the dying eyes.
Afraid to reach out to something golden, I can only admire such beauty in your loss.
And as nobody speaks, I slowly faint.
completely absent minded.
I pass away, holding onto the hands of Miriam.
Miriam watching god giving me the dying eyes.
remembering SHE DIED DIAMOND.
THE FEMALE ZOO.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Feeding me to the night.
awaking me to a dream in daylight.
In a shadow i see myself.
Far beyond the truth.
When i dream- i see myself laying beside the devil.
the nightmare of embracing.
When i dream- i see HE looking at himself reflected in the mirror.
lying right next to me.
the female zoo
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
You know that life has so much more to offer than just the simple act of nostalgia and suffering. But we as humans cling ourselves to it, because it stimulates us.
We never really want to be happy, something imposes us.
In the act of forgetting comes love. Once we forget somebody, that person comes to haunt us. Which is when we believe we are in love.
Which is when we believe in something that is a force of danger.
We love the utopian life.
It saddens me to hear from you.
I guess we are living in a period of no comprehension.
Stubborn to experience a new penetration.
Eager to experience a dark consequence.
i use to love.
the tears that i cry now, are those of remembrance.
the words that i speak now, are those of progression.
No heart is broken, if not only burning from a sour touch.
the mirrors in our rooms
accompany us through self voyage.
Dear suffering friend,
I know this drowning heartache.
I know this will heal.
take my words to sleep.
the female zoo
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
I faced you with my back dressed in white.
fully dressed in white.
almost drowning into a white draped dream.
- in this dream we went up stairs.
do you remember the stairs?
it was a labyrinth of intertwined truths.
The dress i wore floated gently behind you.
I smiled, once in a while inside your eyes.
You echoed through walls inside of me.
- in this dream we followed one another to a bedroom.
the cathedral remained so distant.
quite, i never felt so virginal.
he spoke gently, as i kept my cold hands to myself.
A lapse of time fell upon us.
the sun transformed to moon.
something happened just then.
His hands explored my existence for the first time.
My back draped in white facing him.
undressing me slowly nude.
I know you remember.
- in this dream, that i woke up to feel.
the female zoo