Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Deflowered soul


Dream of cum
Down my tongue
Turns to blood
Feeds my flood
Suck it in
Absolve my sin

Whisper bell
Tells ‘bout hell
Turmoil me
I fly by free
What you think
Makes me sink

Hating you
That’s what’s true
Biting deep
Sliding steep
Rushing down…

That’s my crown.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Inutilitati facile


Picuri, picuri
Mici nimicuri
Regasesc in ape tulburi

Ma destrama
Dintr-o teama
La iertare ma indeamna

Bile pline
Curg din mine
Prefacandu-se feline

Intr-o viata
Ca o ata
Sunt o foarfeca de gheata

Poezie
Dintr-o mie
Inocenta purpurie

Sau dor de copilarie.