berlin

 

It’s deep in the night

Back in the wide shadows of the mutilated park

The inner city landslide

The blade of the common ground

There is me

No lights on

And there’s you

Flashing like an 80’s spaceship in downtown LA

All your blades falling in between

the stones

like cement for the temple

The glory of the messiah shining inside

glowing in every inch of your soft feathers

your chest like dopamine

your expensive perfume

around me

creating evangelical sentences

hard as a revenge

unfair like the law

With peaks of fire and somber valleys

As I erase the paths and the still waters so dark

that swallow my face

And my sanity

And the hope for a new skin that might get born in the upcoming springtime

Costumes, masks, fire eaters are

finally

approaching

from the south

the road is burning in flames with fingers long and lean

the sword swallower

the dog faced man

elektra,

looking like a Greek goddess,

connected to my spine

the fleas and the juggler

the midget

the keys to power

a horse

a giant

the unfinished love

papa’s boy

rich kid fed on silver and pearls

the skyscraper builder

and the priest

with the ever-growing beard

and the knife ready to skin off

Light without love

Heat without hope

Us surrounded by a deep black circle

Beside the pond

tears in your eyes

Your hands in my head

offering me freedom

Me

stoned and defeated

fading out

Cutting my throat on the edge of the water

the white smoke can be seen through the branches

as her lips

start muttering

 and pretend nothing like this

(the two headed kid)

ever happened