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"MODERN HUMAN VALUE"
what
value lies
in a human soul
beneath makeup
and
fake breasts
what
value lies
in a human soul
beneath makeup
and
fake breasts
Siddhartha’s lesson
the sweetness
of ethanol
on the bitter
memories of my tongue
burned
the hatred of life
i had
my throat
forget
as my hand
grasped an empty bottle
and with
increasing anger
at its missing contents,
threw it at the rocks below
from my serene balcony
these jagged edges
so much greater
than my wasted glass
the next morning
i awoke
to find the green
sharpness of pieces
had softened
i climbed down rocks
to discover
water
had smoothed glass
and stone
water had overpowered
the strength i thought was strength
and made me
proud
at how weak
we all are
the sweetness
of ethanol
on the bitter
memories of my tongue
burned
the hatred of life
i had
my throat
forget
as my hand
grasped an empty bottle
and with
increasing anger
at its missing contents,
threw it at the rocks below
from my serene balcony
these jagged edges
so much greater
than my wasted glass
the next morning
i awoke
to find the green
sharpness of pieces
had softened
i climbed down rocks
to discover
water
had smoothed glass
and stone
water had overpowered
the strength i thought was strength
and made me
proud
at how weak
we all are
worth waiting
worth
all the nights
approaching silence
with heavy eyes
sore and aching
for a water
i have never
tasted
cannot touch
anything
without lust
and i know
you
are worth
the tears
and the heartache
of pain
of all the
territory
in my breast
untouched
untamed
worth resisting
all
for you
i will
wait
whoever you may be
i know
worth the agony
lying in my bed
lips kissing
the air
between us
until one day the space
becomes a distance
and a distance becomes the possibility
and the possibility
becomes a reason
to never create such a space
with anyone again
you will show me
how this possibility
becomes the reason
why i have known
it was
worth
waiting
worth
all the nights
approaching silence
with heavy eyes
sore and aching
for a water
i have never
tasted
cannot touch
anything
without lust
and i know
you
are worth
the tears
and the heartache
of pain
of all the
territory
in my breast
untouched
untamed
worth resisting
all
for you
i will
wait
whoever you may be
i know
worth the agony
lying in my bed
lips kissing
the air
between us
until one day the space
becomes a distance
and a distance becomes the possibility
and the possibility
becomes a reason
to never create such a space
with anyone again
you will show me
how this possibility
becomes the reason
why i have known
it was
worth
waiting
peanut butter
a snack
should be a snack
of all days
when sweetness calls
or salt persists
if a tongue desires the smooth
or a tooth needs to bite
i would be perfectly happy
for the rest of my life
to be given a spoon
and an endless supply of peanut butter
i could sit in a room
completely isolated
my tanned friend will console me
and i will talk to the peanut
and the butter
i love peanut butter
sometimes more than anything else
food is but a consumption
that dissolves down my throat
but as i know now
that i live in moments,
the moment in which my senses
meet peanut butter
is a moment
worth being in a room
all by myself
with a spoon
and an endless supply of peanut butter
for all the memories that it has given me
and all the toothpaste i have used
to shine my teeth unsticky
every mouth i’ve kissed
that enjoyed the suction of it
long live peanut butter
long live peanut butter
a snack
should be a snack
of all days
when sweetness calls
or salt persists
if a tongue desires the smooth
or a tooth needs to bite
i would be perfectly happy
for the rest of my life
to be given a spoon
and an endless supply of peanut butter
i could sit in a room
completely isolated
my tanned friend will console me
and i will talk to the peanut
and the butter
i love peanut butter
sometimes more than anything else
food is but a consumption
that dissolves down my throat
but as i know now
that i live in moments,
the moment in which my senses
meet peanut butter
is a moment
worth being in a room
all by myself
with a spoon
and an endless supply of peanut butter
for all the memories that it has given me
and all the toothpaste i have used
to shine my teeth unsticky
every mouth i’ve kissed
that enjoyed the suction of it
long live peanut butter
long live peanut butter
I am not Picasso
Catherine Zeta Jones,
Frida Kahlo, Marilyn Monroe,
Einstein, Ghandi, Dalai Lama or Freud
I am
what you've never seen before
will be
was always
fire without smoke
don't doubt it
or try to understand
because you won't.
you don't believe me
you think it is a hypothesis
with no proof
i'll tell you once
but i WILL say it
as many times as you want
i am not a genius
i am not God
i am what never was yet
and never will be again
nobody listens
when the wind moves air
nobody listens
because nothing is there
you are a something
as always was
i am nothing
go ahead try to figure it out
Catherine Zeta Jones,
Frida Kahlo, Marilyn Monroe,
Einstein, Ghandi, Dalai Lama or Freud
I am
what you've never seen before
will be
was always
fire without smoke
don't doubt it
or try to understand
because you won't.
you don't believe me
you think it is a hypothesis
with no proof
i'll tell you once
but i WILL say it
as many times as you want
i am not a genius
i am not God
i am what never was yet
and never will be again
nobody listens
when the wind moves air
nobody listens
because nothing is there
you are a something
as always was
i am nothing
go ahead try to figure it out
are you
who makes me close myself
and smell flowers
walking down metropolis
searching as a hawk
for you,
who turns my body
to elastic at night,
just a thought of
you
who i have not met yet.
without a face or a shape
are you
reading these words
and are you
perhaps asking the same question?
who makes me close myself
and smell flowers
walking down metropolis
searching as a hawk
for you,
who turns my body
to elastic at night,
just a thought of
you
who i have not met yet.
without a face or a shape
are you
reading these words
and are you
perhaps asking the same question?