Sunday, February 27, 2011

Telos





I swear I've seen you smile
Inside some swiftly dream
Trying to amplified the sun's light
With your pride and your hard on
'' I am no son of God''


As my skin was crawling
Peeling off ages
of disappearance and
teardrops pages streaming;
The book of life has been
quiet empty lately
shooting blanks of
heavy lifting

Nothing wrong has been done
Once passed the morning
who's only longing was
to begun
Universes danced in riot
in thousands of meaningless days
Chasing clouds
and I swear I can't recall your face
on my pillow
seems like your existence left no trace
all the love and images are so slow
without gravity to embrace them
as we sink and sow

You're claiming it's YOU
the one screaming
and this ain't new
to any of
us
but am not sure that's where
we'll be
reborn from the sea's
semen pearls
Nights after nights
the stormy sleeps thorn us
into deviant myths away from
every world's we've ever known
I swear I've seen you smile
when you realized you were alone.





Picture: Carles Rodrigo

Monday, February 21, 2011

Berlin Chronicles: Home


Northern Morning Art.






Picture: Steeve Lemercier

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Berlin Chronicles: Thoughts








Be in love with the right person at the wrong moment







Picture: Erika Svensson

Wednesday, February 9, 2011