Poetry Blogs (2017, fantasy)
“ …. every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness” (Beckett)
Be born, live, cry, die; always cry.
I am not on Earth
to fail to exist,
or any other madman's fantasy.
Sammy found something
Eat, move, create, decay;
earthen in earth
for the Archaeologis...
Thursday 21st December 2017 12:29 am
I had that dream again...
You and me dancing on some random beach.
I felt your hands on my thighs,
moving me gently with your warm eyes.
You were looking at me like if it was the first time,
the first time of holding me with your warm hands.
I remember it clearly now.
My head was resting on your chest,
I know you were smelling my hair and
playing with it just like y...
Thursday 24th August 2017 3:31 am