I never left you yet I am back.
A year is over another just began.
You measure time with my presence,
With the smiles I offer the hour I pass by.
You gaze out your window, sit at the bar,… CONTINUE READING »
Possessions
My possessions are all brown
Though they differ in sizes
Rectangular prisms are conquering my abode.
I gaze at the piling boxes
Recycled at the supermarket as I refused
To pay to cage my belongings.
From my viewpoint they are … CONTINUE READING »
Unwilling to undress
Inhibition never was a word, on the lines
Recounting my life as I helloed the spirits
Crossing my path regardless of who they were.
To me they were all human friends and I
Loved them just as I loved myself.… CONTINUE READING »
Whirl with me
Whirl with me in eddies of stars
Feel the lightness of our bodies as we dance
To the enchanting melody of silence
On a stage so immense we will never meet its end,
Where sound is trapped in emptiness
And … CONTINUE READING »
Caravan
You woke me up with intimacy it rained
Invited me to follow along the green lane
Where once a train crossed old bridges
Amidst emerald mountains enclosing
A glittering river, sapphires streaming
Over rays of sunlight reflections on white
Cobbles … CONTINUE READING »
I’m in love
I took distance to escape your power
As you are yet oblivious to it and ignore
How to use it without hurting me,
Eventually, unwillingly or not.
And with distance came humility
I took a closer look at you, espied… CONTINUE READING »
Letter to White Rabbit (part 2)
How dare you . . .
I have been stranded in nothingness since my origin,
abiding by laws I grew to plenish our abode with elements,
designing substance through challenging recombinations
to spark, creations, endeavouring eons to unfold
endless possibilities, … CONTINUE READING »
Letter to White Rabbit (part 1)
Dear White Rabbit do not scare it’s only me.
I have decided to voice my essence as I am
concerned, I think it’s time, for you to listen
rid yourself, from qualms condemning you
to loneliness, bewilderment and fear.
You … CONTINUE READING »
The Dress Circle
I closed my eyes, ruby curtains on the stage,
Intermission compelled me to absorb
The ninety-nine acts that came before,
Reflect on what each moved in me, the first
A moonless night on Lycabettus hill.
Elatedly losing what can only … CONTINUE READING »
My ears are fine [or Misophonia]
I would like them to cease breathing,
silence the galling air I hear creeping
through their nostrils down their larynx
from their windpipe to their lungs. And out.
My nerves convulse, electric shocks
to my synapses as they chew
I … CONTINUE READING »