THE FEMALE ZOO
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
CHLORIS TO THE END.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
LEFT HAND PASSIVE.
The whole world- everyday.
Taking me to bathe in a bathtub filled up with ice,
taking me to realize that once its perceived through our minds,
its time to become the bather.
Its time to give in-
a moment of submerging your whole body
to the absolute numbness of emotion.
Paralyzing the circulation of thought-
freezing the notion of unresolved heartaches.
The whole world- everyday.
Watches your slippery hands come alive.
Its a moving thing, and its different.
TEXT & PHOTO - THE FEMALE ZOO
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
HOLDING A CONVERSATION OVERSEAS.
This absence of words I couldn't explain.
Never better said, I missed the movement of my hands
sending an adrenaline of you through my head.
Now It's all different, now its not all about wanting to forget.
Its all about wanting to see in order to remember you fail.
Fail in believing that I meant something less, something that got lost
within the harmony of your music.
A mixture of a sudden notion that awakens by my side,
Every morning feeling closer to the edge of my bed,
falling to the first layer, falling through with you.
And in a dream I spent alone, You spoke-
I am lying in your bed, reading my favorite book.
I have the candle on and for some reason I can smell it again.
It reminds me of the first night I spent with you,
I wish you were here to tell me to switch it off.
TEXT- THE FEMALE ZOO
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