25.1.12
My Long Arm
My Long Arm
Reaching Afar
To the other side
Of the big lake
Grasping the world
Engulfing the soul
Of mischief and lies
My Long Arm
Prefers to stay near by
Few meters away
Grasping gravel and dirt
Whispering to the machines
Inhaling the fog
Exhaling rust
And rotten flesh odor
My Long Arm
Amputated every day
Like the hydra reviving at night
Staring into
The neon light
24.01.2012
Poros, Feres ex Military camp
During piping works
Spiritualized- I think I'm in love
19.1.12
....of a lifetime
Once,
Not even once,
Half time....
Cause once is too much
Is more than necessary
More than a human being can sustain.
Once,
Not even once,
Not even close to love.
Much greater, less complex
Trust failure
Faith shortage
Once,
Not even once,
Absence,
More stigma than touch
More bruises than lust
Edgie context
Thief or time
Once,
Close enough, but not
Explosion, behind safety glass
Gluttony and rampage
Murder with no evidence
Of weapon or a fight
Once,
Not even there
Once is whole
This is a hole, a black one
A shortage of logic
An atrocious everlastic
flesh eating bug
Smiling below your skin
Once,
of a lifetime
Not needed more
Full, but not complete
Always craving for surpluss
Neverending thirst
Incomplete,
Unique, and so familiar
Once,
Not there yet
Not yet art
Not a clue about where or when
Just incoherent mambo jumbo
on the threshold of communication
Through lack of eye contact.
Once,
Once, I tremble on this word
Every time is a start
The bridge to the end is being crossed
Yet with every abrapt sound
A star is born
Time goes back to its' womb
And god is a woman still
Just once,
But forever and on perpetuation
Just....
I break, once
And be completed again
With You,
A cosmic glue,
Just Once,
This has to end,
This must be reborn,
Once,
And for all.
Evros, Feres
19.01.2012
CBP- ...of a lifetime
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