sexta-feira, 28 de agosto de 2026

I'll out-train you

 You have done well my fitness leech
rounded muscle and pumped up speeches
If I out train you, you'll be left reaching
Nothing comes when we seek desperately

They've mocked and I've learned steadily
Then they come in timid states to beseech me
Before they spasm arrogance against the carpet again
You've done so well not an ounce of effort pushed in vain

Yet it is all vanity pie that sees you stunted
And cutting it easily the filling is abundant
And filled with unattainable delictable cream
That never meets lips but taints and slashes dream

Lo I've merged and messed with the ugliest parts
Carving out what the world fears to lose
Smoothing and sculpting curating illusions
You want to do the same, sweet and fast

Follow the path
Through these forests dark
How many times was I devoured by my own fears?
My warnings fall on your convinced deaf ears

You who knows all when you train you carve it up
Distribute the knowledge as if you were the arbiter
The fool is boundless the universe a canvas for the clown
In your expectations there exists only fuel for frowns


Beneath the humdrum

 Nothing will suffice as urge rises from within
marking my skin like intricate tattoos
Showing I am an obvious wanter a dreamer
A prisoner of my own heart born lust

Obvious to the world
unable to hide sentiment
the hollowness groans
There is no remedy

This human appearance I carry
Is just a rockface of a mountain front
A canyon inside hides a calefaction
Further in abberant abyss

So deep hides many worlds
Each running on concupiscence
Power plants feeding the collective
Radioactive embers of yen glowing

 Illicit zeal radiates from it´s dire incandescence

Truck of roses

 The driver looked at the passenger
Changed gear and urged the engine forward
Not a kiss was exchanged
but glances repeated

They pulled into the first florist
Carried a load of roses
Sunny greetings and morning puns
then back onto the road

Exhaust smoke deluge
Over the rough stone tarmac
Steering wheel requires force
carrying passion

Glances are traded
On one occasion contact is made
Holding two hundred meters from the curve
He knows her and she knows him

Courage is a form of love
In a truck that distributes such possibility
To so many unwilling lonely hearts
The driver and passenger among them 


quinta-feira, 27 de agosto de 2026

Ghost in the hallway

 Flick blank
I can see you from the corner of my eye
Sacred ghost
You flicker toward me then disappear

You seem more afraid of me than I am you
Flash glance
I feel your presence linger
A soft shadow at the doorway

I could almost give you a name
And not judge you
Or find you sinister
Simply let you exist 

sometime after your death

Realizing optimism

 You may realize
left foot forward then swing hips
Right foot now
you saw yourself walking

Playing toward the backyard
Half smile demands contact
Demands sunlight
footsteps and optimism

You may realize
take time, sit down
slowly reflect
Your grace intact

Change screams inconvenient truths
The first one is absolutely no fixing
The second the past holds no answers
The third letting go is the only option

You may realize
All good things come
You can feel them
coming from the great nothings
into a wonderful tangible place in reality



Twas a pandemic

 twas an empty place
Abandoned by all
Bacteria up the walls
Twas a pandemic

Crawling with the residue of extinction
The play ground held no children
suddenly realize the sense of solitude
The rooms are furnished

Though no living soul goes there
Not even the old
It is is a place of eternal rest
It was a pandemic!

I stand in the street
Both sides are free
there is no thoroughfare
Civilization has given up

Silence is an answer

 Where there is no reciprocity
Where there is no emotion
You pour yourself out
No of the flow returning

Silence is an answer

Make your needs known
Be met with incredulity
Where there is no trust
Where there is no goodwill

Silence is an answer

Where you speak
But noone listens
Where you give
and recieve not

Silence is an answer