Abandoned Houses

Take me to the woods to rip out my soul -

Kill me and bury me in a deep, dark hole.

Kiss me,

Drunkenly,

In abandoned houses,

Listening to my heart scream -

Drowing out the loudness.

Photos forever of jumping trampolines,

And a mother suffering silently,

Mentally.

Sleeping on the floor with the sick kittens -

Wondering where I put the sandwich I bit in

Which tree -

Did you first press against me?

Which house should I ruin with all this graffiti?

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Raj Ferds

Mon 16th Oct 2017 15:54

I love the wild, adventurous nature of this piece Kirsten.
Poetic with a tinge of the erotic... exploring and exploiting. Perhaps even grotesque.

I love "Take me to the woods to rip out my soul". What a fascinating entrée.

Beautiful More of the same please.
Raj

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