Where are you, soul?

myself to the moving world
I sigh, I hear
        the silence
                the hum
the gritting of basis cranii

I whiz the spine
search my core
         my root
                        in the wrong place
                I fall
from down to up

18/5/2018

I felt (it)

Your fingers felt other footprints
an echo of a former path
in the next room

Your lips were knotted
into a silent decision
(already) a long time ago

Your heart was gnawed by a mistake
expired date
a clog in the bloodstream

Your mind insisted and yearned
to get under a fabled golden apple tree
unable to see foward

Your feet indicated that they walked for me
the steps pointed otherwise
inwards


24/4/2018

Being

I drown myself to the longing
to the past, to the present
I talk to the birds, to the fishes
I lose myself into the swirls

I stripped myself from jewelry
I'm here - vulnerable
What did you plan to do
with me?


26/3/2018

Role

Sometimes I feel like
I'm wearing an uniform
that I can't
get off
even when I'm naked


2/2/2018

Lust

I dream of you
I dream of us
of roads
that would knit our lives together

        You're like harmony;
        you keep the pieces of weekdays
        resonating
        together, gently joined


16/1/2018

To love

Sometimes the doves fly over us
I'll stitch myself to be unified
over and over again
while hoarfrost slightly opens the door into my mind

Where all have I taken my body to
where all have my mind taken itself
My soul births words when I step out
empties itself when I walk in through the door

The hectic slow world
spiralizes into a glowing life
in each of us


7/1/2018