onsdag 30. november 2011

Beyond the unseen veil

Paradise, peaceful home, with a warm unbroken smile, I welcome your call. Life pooling in crimson aqueducts, heading for the fall.
Earth, with a grimace, I fill my pockets with soil. Darkness unfolds, entangles, entwines and holds. Until my bones become oil.

Seeds sprout out of the ground. Blossoming stars, shouting to the universe, for the light to gather. Shine upon us all.

The fabric of reality, of time and infinity, be opened. Love pour in.
Seep through the cracks, restore to perfection, a life removed from sin.

Gravity pulling towards thundering voices, static and noise.
Gears creaking slower, my undoing won't be by my hands.
Tearing open, the lifeless chest. Screaming with a withering voice.
Touching down on firm ground. Resting and free, in your eternal lands.

tirsdag 22. november 2011

Hand-made

My tiny head fell off into the hot-boiled soup.
I see myself sitting there, a silly, ragged dupe.

You keep gnawing on my stringy arms.
But it's OK.

My buttons are floating by my ears.
In this jolly warm soup of tears.

And I will still love you when you rip off my legs and shove them in your mouth.
I'm fine.

Tearing out my stuffing in your careless spree.
All this bloody cotton, set asea.

Then you set me on fire, that was an owie-ouch.
That was not nice.

My candystriped body blackened and marred.
Why did you leave my feeble self, torched and charred.

I hope you put my heart in a goodie-box, before you burned me to a crisp.
But you know. It's allright.

My soul still shines bright.