Laura and the tyger

Laura and the tyger live
together
as she thinks they should.

Running wild around mazes
made of love
when you’d think they wouldn’t.

Laura has tried to rein it in
just for me
and the pain I was through;

but the tyger stares and
then I know:
I am gonna be his dinner soon.

Finished on 03/20/2006

Lazarus

There’s always
Something
To point out
I’m wrong.

I know I am
And yet
I don’t surrender
To the evidence:

I’m dead.

Finished on 10/04/2002

Your train of thought

The train is leaving the station
and it's the last one at this hour.
You'd better hurry, my flower,
or I'm afraid you'll be stuck here.

This is not a good place to stay
(that's even by my low standards).
If I don't catch it, I'll run,
for I don't wanna be stuck here.

Please don't dream there'll be another
it is the worst of your mistakes.
This is where your heart most aches,
and you don't wanna be stuck here

Earth and heaven, purgatory and more:
the stations this train goes through.
Better leave behind your hope, do;
because now you are just stuck here.

And in which one of the stations
do you think you are standing? Well?
I guess you know already, it's Hell
and you are really, deeply, stuck here.

Finished on 06/18/1998          

The rat in the maze

Cat’s grace,
amazing display of love
for the fall.
Twist turn ride
the moment you choose
to tail the truth
with lies.

Sightseeing
over the whispering
Moon spoon doom
that awaits us all.
Meat on bones,
fingers reaching
inside.

Mountain climb,
no matter what.
Just like
that rat
in your maze.
Lost,
never found,
until you forget.

Finished on 06/05/2002    

Snake feelings

Snake feelings of my broken passion
lately found around your bossom
chancier meeting you’d not see
nothing least likely to be.

Bearings lost so long ago
sucking marrow from your toe,
pardon the pain in this sack
of living blood and breathing bone.

Finished on 05/03/2005    

The crying rabbit

Pity is pain,
some unholy rain
running down your cheek
for shame.

Now’s not then,
never know just when
the game is up; or if
it’s changed.

Take the truth
Stick it in
As down as it’ll go.

As you blink,
clear away the pink
of your rabbit eyes.
Forgive.

Finished on 09/03/2002    

Welcome to your life

Try.
Try hard.
Something’s bound to happen.
Someday.
Something’s gonna break through,
break through the pain,
through the hunger,
through the veil of darkness
that surrounds you.

It will happen.
Be there,
hold on.
Grab on to your faith,
your love,
your self.
Your innermost
Sanctuary.

The night ends;
the day ends;
the good the bad the life
End.
And that’s just how it is.

Finished on 07/10/2002

Killing flower

Life goes round
oh, yes, it sure does.
Whenever you feel lost,
you'll end up found.

I tried to escape,
so many times I did.
I ended up caught...
I guess it was my fate.

I am like a fly,
atracted to your trap.
The weird thing is I won't
let you pass me by.

Venustrap, my venustrap!
I think I'm gonna fall
and everytime I feel like this
I know you'll always do your part.

Sweet perfume: daisy
white as milk and snow,
red like death and dawn:
sweet death, maybe...

It's rest I want,
for one lil' last time
my wings are tired, yes
but I just can't.

Venustrap, you're venustrap!
You know I'm gonna fall...
For every time you tempt me,
I'll just be glad to do my part!

Finished on 08/ 25/1997

What I am made of

Temptation
Through my veins
To give me pain
Every time there’s sin at hand.

Lust
In my lungs
So when I breath
Your air I fall again.

Heat
Rust
Pixies dust
Love affair between
Your fine shaped long
Legs

Smell of love
Used up,
Burned out
In my bed.

Finished on 06/08/2002    

Dream of tasty food

Oh, I dream, rabbit.
I dream of you and the tyger
Dancing around
In flames.

Yes, I dream, rabbit.
Of the pleasure I could get.

Why, I dream, rabbit.
Dream of you
and your tender flesh,
dream of everything
you’ve ever met
and of all the holes
you’ve burrowed into.

Don’t cry,
Don’t sink
For
The pain will go,
When you’re well
And done
And roasted
And eaten.

Finished on 05/05/2003    

Hunter & prey

The trouble with tygers is
they bite back.
They moan and they groan,
but at least they try
to capture the prey
that is passing by.

Whenever a rabbit falls
into their trap
their shinning teeth snap;
and broken bone
and broken hearts
it’s all they leave behind.

Finished on 07/08/2005    

Play with me

Call me master when you’re here.
Don’t pretend its otherwise;
or you’ll have to pay the price
of being forever slave.

Do all the things I command you,
and always with tender care.
I’m here to teach you how to be
my beautiful, proper mare.

Pain binds us together.
And once and again,
You’ll come crying to my feet
to be punished for your sins.

It really doesn’t matter then
what we are outside this shell.
I’ll will always be the master here
You’ll forever be the slave.

Finished on 11-27-99    

The New World

Explain it to me
as you would a child.
I’ve not shed my hopes yet,
but soon I will try.

Fingers to guide you
through streets made of flesh;
one smile for your sunset
and you’ll be my death.

What is it you find
so appealing about me?
Is it that I’m helpless?
Or is it I’m finding

My steps every day?
Newborn to this world
I travel around you:
Columbus would.

Finished on 07-23-2002    

Away

So,
I've made up my mind.
I sail out to see
what treasures I find.

Now,
I'm leaving this shore;
I'm going away
to come back no more.

How,
reach out for the things
if we don't believe
that we can be kings?

Then,
my moment is this.
It's about the life
I don't wanna miss.

So,
it is truth or dare.
It's nothing or all.
I know I can bear

pain,
for there's nothing worse
than life without try
and death in remorse.

Finished on 07-20-97    

Delightful dish

A mouth is a
mouth
if it’s ready
to be eaten,
like some unearthly dish
made by a combination
of flesh and soul.

A mouth,
mouth.
Mouth of mine.
Fine line
of desire
and despair.

Tender fountain
waiting to be
drunk.
And then refilled
with the most
unlikely wine.

A mouth
to breath
your life in.
And out again.
Every second
it is close by.

A mouth.
Mouth mouth mouth mouth.
Dripping wet.
Swallowing me
whole. Leaving me
dead.

Finished on 05-13-2002    

Smell of shadow

She’s gone,
but her smell lingers on.
In my dreams
I know she will be
once more.

She said:
“Did you remember my eyes?”,
I thought:
“How could I forget?”;
but just said “Yes”

My shadow,
that’s what she is.
Attached to me,
but when I get close
she flees.

My waiting
Is going to be long,
I´m cursed.
But I just don’t know
if it’s bad or if it’s good,
after all.

Finished on  08-15-99    

One word

It's just one word.
That's all I need;
one word to feed
and warm my blood.

One silent whisper,
a gleaming eye,
that makes me fly
crazy towards her.

You cannot say
I'm not aware:
I can take care,
come what it may.

But there's one thing
I don't control;
I simply fall
into her spell;
and it is, well,
of course, one word
which makes me cry,
and die,
and wait...

forever here,
forever hers,
forever
love

Finished on 08-20-1997          

Nightmare Nº 1

The head is falling,
can't be controlled;
the dream is coming
the trap has sprung.

And filled with nightmares
it's going to be;
running through ashes;
drowning at sea.

Hideous dark faces
when you look back;
you're lost in mazes.
You're out of luck.

The ears are pierced
by a thousand screams;
the air is so thick,
you cannot breathe.

Forever and ever
it will go on;
you feel you're dying...

and the day won't come.

Finished on 08- 31-1997    

Charibdis’ missing

Far away
I hear Scylla singing.
Just for me.
I’ve tried
to cover my ears,
but the beast
keeps reaching in.

Longing for something
I don’t quite see.
For someone
I’ve never kissed.
For a little bit
of church wine
in your tears.

Chinese games,
the soul fades
beyond the sunset.
Tie me up,
pour the wax,
let me pass
Through.

Finished on 07-24-2002    

Anthropus Phagia

Eat me raw.
Unboiled.
While the flesh is still
tender
and young.

The crispy crust that’s
my skin.
Salty, bronzed
by the sun.

Try my innards,
rich, tasty, creamy.
Dreamy boy or girl
that’s devouring me
with unabridged
passion.

Reach the point
where you will know
if you are the consumer
or
the consumed.

Finished on 06-20-2002    

Alice in chains

Hole of pain
of pleasure of dispair.
The sinking feeling I know
comes after tripping,
whenever I cheat myself
about the reasons
my mind works for.

Tyger burning bright,
jumping sideways
over the stream,
Flowing into unknown parts
of the rabbit.

Fill me, rabbit,
teach the meaning of
Pink
to an empty vessel
of imaginery.

Trust you I don’t;
the tooth is green grim
Prima Donna of lust
opening the hole
Of pain
Of pleasure
Of despair
to suck me in
once more.

Finished on 07-18-2002    

A matter of shapes

Sit and think.
And sing
of the lovely world
it’s been offered me.

Now, you know,
the shape matters
So.

Blink and pit
your fear
against the backdrop
of a lovely mound

made of flesh.
Like none of the rest
the best
that tests
the trembling lips
of your evanescent
Innocence.

Finished on 05-12-2003    

Feline meaning

Kitty kitten pussycat,
clawing at my leg,
show the smile
of your bare teeth.
And then lick my hand.

Finished on 03-08-2004    

Shadow play

Lying in my bed at night,
I keep staring at the ceiling
and wild images keep bringing
thoughts of the strangest places.

There it goes a savage beast,
born in the Garden of Eden;
it keeps thinking and believing
its Maker feels sorry for it.

But whatever its destiny is,
it has freedom, it has choice;
it has a heart and a strong voice
that help it through the long journey...

With the corner of my eye
I barely see a smiling devil
it is waiting, smart and clever,
to make the right proposition.

For the fate of the strange creature
is to sin now and tomorrow;
and feel pity, pain and sorrow
for the wrong path it has taken.

And there's no salvation at hand
not a single thing we can do:
'cos were the beasts, me and you,
and we're condemned to suffer.

In my ceiling all is straight, now.
I can safely go to sleep, now.
I only wish I had dreamed of
these dreadful things I have foretold.

But it's not like it: they are true.
And we're the beasts, me and you
forever and ever condemned to hunger
and shunned out of the Garden wander.

Finished on 08-25-1997    

The endless army

I feel them walking on my head,
back and forth, now and then;
countless columns and rows,
again and again.
Now I see just how they are,
tall and dark, cold like stone,
taking their time to go 'round,
again and again.
And I hear them whisperin' low,
word by word; and that's the curse:
silent voices; my head bursts,
again and again.
How I wish that I could say:
"never more", just like the Crow;
but I fear I barely know
my own depths, my silent winds,
my lost faith, my tears and dreams
that keep coming like that curse;
the evil spell cast upon me
by your fading voice alone.

So I know this time for sure
they'll keep fullfilling my bane:
they are coming after me.
Again and again and again.

Finished on 08- 25-1997

The Void

Have you ever looked at it?
The long and endless void?
That's where I am standing now:
naked, wasted, with no God.
It is a cold and lonesome place,
filled with wind and darkness;
one step beyond this cliff
it's where lies The Madness.
The demons who roam around
are not devils from before;
tables have turned, time ago:
it's us humans they adore.
They are Fear, Distrust and Hate
and their sibling Jealousy;
theirs's a magic I don't want,
their powers are not for me.

I've decided to walk the edge
never mind what lies below.
I prefer to trust my feet,
than having to take a bow
to something that doesn't be;
something we're not even sure
if exists outside our minds
or only in our feverish dreams.

But if I believed in one thing
only one thing, small and sweet,
that would help me go my way,
and save, warm and protect me:
it's my Love, for you to keep
and yours for me, just to make it.

Finished on 08-12-1997

Friendly baloon

Baloon,
oh red baloon,
let me grab your tail
and take me to the moon.

Fly high,
setting me free,
and put me gently down
in a place where I can be.

Baloon
good old baloon;
that way I'd leave behind
my misery and my doom.

Baloon,
yes, my baloon,
I love the way your name
sounds;
it's good;
just makes me think of ups
and downs...
and going through.

Baloon,
the last baloon;
you know it's swell
to have at hand
a trusty friend
like you.

Finished on 08-31-1997

A painting

Frozen but alive.
Dead but breathing inside.
Longing for the better days
of laughter in the sun.

Unexplainable word
comes to the tip
of a tongue
not used anymore
to be overworked.

Changing but the same.
Different but away.
Missing the good old days
of laughter in the sun.

Finished on 08-15-2003