Saturday, May 13, 2017

Your band

You taught me everything with your kiss
Then I took everything with mine
And you stayed round with a funny bellybutton
You knew it'd make me come to you
It's yellow, red and blue where I live
On most of the days I just pass by

Somehow I've known it all right from the start
You could've left my windows intact
I just let it unfold in front of me
Somehow I've known all of it right from the start
You could've left my doors intact
I just let it unfold in front of me 
Somehow I've known it all right from the start
So come on and make me a part of your band 

It already happened
You already won your battles
And I already lost then lied on the floor
You already crashed then left no room for me
Take a good look because I already lost track of how fast I am going
It was the most precious part of you
You spent nights convincing me that it's so
But it's been a while since I've seen you
I almost forgot 

You already defragmented me so I'm putting myself back on
On most of the days suffering makes you crazy
So I'll gladly make you a part of my race 

Monday, May 8, 2017

Fractions

I was standing in my place,
Now you're putting fractions 1/4, 1/2
I don't want to ever see your face
So you're putting fractions, 1/4, 1/2

You're stealing my time
And putting fractions 1/4, 1/2
As a way of stealing my life
Of putting fractions 1/4, 1/2

Remember when it was whole
You keep putting fractions 1/4, 1/2
And I'm looking for a way back home
To avoid you fractions 

Friday, May 5, 2017

All Ships are Leaving

All ships are leaving and so is mine
We're close to each other
So something disappears and changes in between us
We're close to each other so we get used to ignoring ourselves
This time my absence is what is filling your lungs
All ships are leaving and so is mine

Your force was circling on the lake
As I was skipping rocks on the surface stoning one of us to death
I keep water in jars from that time for every time I feel suicidal
You told me I was gentle and I stretched this word in every direction
Standing underneath and now I'm sleeping in my raincoat
It's a degree of violence that is always present
It's a degree of presence that is always violent
You knock me to the ground to grow in power
And I still have no intention to participate
All ships are leaving and so is mine


I know who I am and they tell me it makes me know you better
It's a degree of presence that is always violent
It's a degree of violence that is always present
All ships are leaving and so is mine

Monday, May 1, 2017

Conditioning and Free Will

Conditionality of your love is exploding under my fingers,
under one of my potential hands.
What took place goes forward and returns.
Fear and my back against the wall
I hear voices deafened by my attempts,
somewhere in the distance,
gliding over the edge,
inviting the banality.
Identification and its number.
Components and they're for me.
I'm standing on a stair, on a relative elevation,
And mute everything, rowing with a low tone.
The full scope and the end.
Everything what's happening 
is crashing against my recultancy to be here.