Saturday, November 15, 2014

Night Cry

The world of dancing nude,
for the bucks, killing me words so lewd

touching me all over,
men get so boner

they use me relentlessly,
brutal men sneaks out safely

"i offer you my body, not the soul"

i have my kids
licking the bowl,

can't feed them,
bread a night

how i face my kids tomorrow,
hooker you are yells my sorrow


Monday, November 3, 2014

The colder Sun

Orange feels bitter white
Fainting dark no light

Where lurks the splendid sun
Left the earthy spring undone

Grow me back the grass
I grew, pillow'd my pash

The green craving for light
Bleak shine not so bright


This heteronomy irks my
Exultant run, take me to
Another world where rise
A warmer sun