Wednesday, January 25, 2012


It was generous of you to let me look inside your head.
All words spoken, nothing said.
Words to difficult for me, the meaning escaped, the letters fled.
You can't read me, you said.

It was nice of you to let me pray inside your mind.
The place was graced, the mood was kind.
I talked to God untill Amen
Now I think I know Him.

It would be great if I lived in your heart.
To be the engine, the pump of life.
I would be bleeding all the time
to keep you alive.
Day and night.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Questions ?

Don't ask me questions.
They stole all the answers.
Don't ask me to sing..
They took all the keys.

Imagine I was smelling a grey flower today.

Don't ask me about the future.
Desteny Avenue is closed.
Don't ask me about the past.
I bearly remember yesterday.

I was shot by a shooting star.

Don't ask me about my tears.
Happiness can be liquid.
Don't ask me about my smile.
Just schmick the clown.

My compass points south.