Relief

a pile of charcoal-cobblestones
is piling up on me
the pressure is building
hurting my heart
burdening my back
sickening my stomach
I want to ignite it
turn it into flames
smoke and ashes
let it blow away
into a hurricane

Breaking the cycle

self-defense

self-distraction                    self-distraction

self-destruction                              self-destruction

self-detection                              self-detection

self-distraction                    self-distraction

self-defense

ἀγαπάω

Love is more than the looks and a name,

Love is more than the blood in your vein.

New Year’s Resolution

After all these long decades I now know
I was wrong all along, confused,
puzzled, embarrassed,
and lost in a way.

All the things they’ve said to me
withered within my skeleton,
then howled in my skull
to mess me up again.

But You let me be, sunk into the massive
void expanding into my night and day,
to see what I had to gradually
see down there.

I let others be what they are, without feeling
abashed or stirred up about the potential
they can do with their powers
– what I can’t.

I no longer want to (but will I?) crave
to be different, crave to differ
from my own self,
that is who I am.

Ceiling

The stars
in the night skies
are Easter eggs
hidden for us.
Who finds them out
and have a closer glimpse
may believe that how tremendous is the author
who composed this skellying ceiling so far up
in these eye-trembling heights.

No exit

egg
maggot
housefly
egg
again

Blind night

Walk into my life
Bring your inner beauty
Throw away your mask
And be my only duty

(2013)