19 Νοε 2009

stood aside

what shall i say
and
where should i see
or
shall i turn away from me


i feel like i am melting
diving into the sea
flying away
like a handicapped bee

wandering endlessly
wanting a drink
feel i could be
the straw from a gin

i wanted to be
the hand in need
but now i feel like
a bass
without one string

17 Νοε 2009

16 Νοε 2009

the art of being invisible

"so many feelings
end up in here
left so alone i'm with
oh,an atmosphere
i'm sick and i'm tired of reasoning
just want to break out
shake off this skin"

6 Νοε 2009

the witch-part 2

η αόρατη απειλή




καθώς συναντούσα σιωπηλά
το σκοτάδι
εμποδίζοντας τις λέξεις να ανασυρθούν
και την αλήθεια να αλλάξει χρώμα,
η αποστασιοποίηση με
τύλιξε με το μαύρο της πέπλο