Sunday, December 23, 2012

Red Light District

Μen in the brothels
go in alone
leave alone…
Drinking in a bar
we’re also alone
all so alone

What is that
in your smile
a glint of light

Yet all he cares about
is your body
I want your soul
your daemons
and your mind –
intellect – frontal lobes –
amygdala and hypothalamus

Under an alcohol dazed look
it’s what makes sense when
everything else fails
it’s what keeps me alive
even in the terror of reality

You laugh
I laugh
He laughs
A third one laughs
and I want to kill them all..

Violence hidden under some guise…
Usually that of language…
Kiss me or not
Anyway I’ll be drunk and forgetful
And you will not exist
next morning
but a distant cloudy memory
I went cruising with the boys…


Hfaistiwnas said...

Μερικά πράγματα δεν ξεχνιούνται.. ούτε βγαίνουν από μέσα μας..
Καλή χρονιά!

Covenant said...

Kali xronia Hfaistiwna! :)