love went wickedly silly;
Grey haired..full chin;
sunshine goes blurred;
notoriously undone..will you?
game changes after fifty;
silky death signs looms;
dressed in white cotton;
carried to his tiniest ever dim space;
now..play the piano;
enjoy harmonic tones;
with cowards in black;
angry?.. leaving behind good old bittersweet life;
to rotten beneath; alone.
At New Year’s Eve, he stretched his thin legs and laid on the grey sofa, he holds tight the TV remote control, she wonders, will he ever set her favorite channel! That never happened before without a long argument and argument. Dear, will you make us coffee, she whispers. His lungs get full of air, polluted kinda slur.
I am watching the news, maybe after words; he replied with anger. She wanted to get crazy, but decided to calm down, this was always the case the last twenty years of a dreadful marriage; soul traits cracked on such a special night.
How come they never enjoyed a dinner!? Tonight, she prepared his favorite dish with broccoli salad and red wine. Ironically, what a miserable night, your perfumes are getting dried in their bottles, check the shelves. When he is going to smell it on your fancy black lace mini night fit? Time to let go the hipster to love. Insist for hugs of freedom; a soulmate milestone.
Once upon a time..
Granny, please stop this. I have been hearing this rubbish for the last eighty-four years before going to sleep.
Why don’t you tell me a fairy tale about the ant that went to gym to fall in love with the conveyor’s butterfly; honeymoon in Vienna.
Or about the snake that panicked as the Mark seized her juniors before striking a deal to cure his wife if he returned her little ones; Mark’s wife is no longer blind now. little ones went to Walt Disney on the week end.
Or about the mermaid that I always wanted to be like; free and single wandering between oceans, laying on the beach of Osaka watching the stars. I am dying Granny, no one can hear my sorrows, including yourself…
Granny, Granny, Good night.
..A sublime still in a wedding night;
regardless of a carious theory;
she will be neglected;
never mind deep misery;
it was last century;
grand son in a cradle;
down to earth;
diverse, still unisex…
just when the curtains of life starts rolling down
you recognize it
a scream, please days: mind my wig
take your oath; do not run that canary
a broken wing; hungry laid across the road
drove all night, never reached
a hazy destination
heart full of laughter
and a bit of tears
take me home, no not now
I wonna enjoy the funeral
Gosh, you look fabulous in pink
always hated your black oval hat
am i still me, still dubious, still fractured
never mind my cracked kidney
it will disappear soon
just keep it up; disconnected
then go to sleep; hug a billow.
wake up Blondie; feed me the bread
devils desire to tango. love at sunrise.
every time you defend it,
smash it, mind it,
she will strut her stuff
mirror on the wall
crying for all
tears of joy, once only
sacrifice the lonely
volcanic heart, bloated belly
wrapped with caramel silk
love it or loathe it,
butterflies havin fun,
spits bloody tears, angry
deep down under the sun,
a grounded stupid,
will you ever dare to,
leave her unattended?.
..when you are around;
day and night_ ,
with no feelings.
Death left cemeteries,
enjoy empty wine glasses, and
keep memories of graves opened with honor;
fluffy ghoulish figures are welcomed.
i am here, since ever, as ever,
laying down with my favorite sadness,
none-sensed rubbish angry tears..
surely, lovin all kinds of memories;
deeply, it lingers on;
cold look, yest charming,
boiling the blood in my veins,
insanely, all the veins
sadness at sunset,
sadness, evolution, rainbow;
ironically, coloring all moments orange,
creeping grieve; another miserable birthday party
ever since you left; kindness disappeared from the planet.
Now, you are here again.
will you take all the orange colored life,
the spirit, the purified mood?
again, to exit your paradise;
into a pure sadness, alone;
Allergenic are his feelings when he hears her yelling..
you love me no more; why should I, he wonders.
faded charms, cold feelings, never-ending arguments.
a scull filled with grey hair, hopelessly trying to feel something,
while she adores temptation
joy blew up insane minds
seductive attempts, failed..
dear, try one last time that old song
voices fly shy, dead tones,
traps just wont work
no more, admit it,
after all those years, she is…
still bleeding, still craving for him;
cloaked behind a misty smile, she remains.
surrender; maybe she will not.
she remains…a fighter.
yes, it looks to far…
still here, just as if yesterday
fraud and other stuff; you fancy!
monsters lay in your charming curves
take it away when you mercy
close to me, you never was
fury fulfill my soul with fantasy
take my breath away, and bury it in a deep well
do not wonna love you again
try to forget, why on earth to do it?!
a millions times, again,
just another floor to lose.
the smell of your breath, hated it.
lost it all..
i am mercy-less;
please, just get lost is the dark….