Saturday, April 11, 2009

DEAR GRANDPAPA




i dreamt of sleeping on tall metal steel beds last night. 
freeing yourself into complete silence. 
under your restless arms, the boats you sailed are almost reaching the heavens. 
grandmama beside you, the sound of the pacemakers. 
so lonely. 
You couldnt see me. The grey has sunken in too deep. 
you white, naked. 
Take the blackness you have suffered. 
The transparency of the sea you have inherited. 
reflects your full grown aura. 
Dear Grandpapa.
come visit soon.

the female zoo

Thursday, April 9, 2009

DIALOGUES WITH ESMERELDA IN ROOM 11

I have found it. 
All in difference. 
Esmerelda how it carries itself together, 
dragging in towards me. 

Oh, how moving everything seems. 
The inner beauty Esmerelda. 
distasteful.
a step to close to realism.

How can i forget? 
Esmerelda the currents. 
her body is far gone now. 
outreaching the taste of painful eyes. 
wrapping herself in colors of intimacy.

She the one to reincarnate.
reincarnate into something. 
something with heart Esmerelda. 

Her eyes begin to sleep. 
the heaviness of you inside her. 
Parallel life's that blind.
something that only lasts momentarily. 

ESMERELADA I REALIZE  THAT I WRITE IN MY SLEEP.

the female zoo

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Monday, April 6, 2009

I SURRENDER TO THE END

All that I feel leaving is so comforting.
Anything that comes towards me, I don't awsner back.
These are my last days, camouflage into air.
I can no longer stop dreaming, I'm watching time.
No longer in love to wonder what you might be feeling.
Woman no longer talks to man.
I can hear her, I war. Created by males arrogance.
Reaching out to find the sleeping night .
Woman and man no longer sleep together.
All that I wanted, facing empty days.
Full empty hearted, facing blank painted walls.
When woman met man, all that I felt leaving from me.
Was never so comforting.

The female zoo

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Sunday, March 29, 2009

TEMPLE OF NUDE.


i cant understand why we couldn't lie naked longer.
now i go.
everywhere. 
 In the nudeness of the moment. 
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we couldn't with one another.
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we aren't
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we dream for the time.
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the entrance to temple of love
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nude. too nude. 
too sad to be seen through. 

me- i am for you- TOO NUDE. 
dying. 


the female zoo

Friday, March 27, 2009

mādar ﺮﺘﺧﺩ

she is my lady godiva. 
there is one thing i understand. 
a mother. 


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the female zoo