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Παρασκευή 16 Ιανουαρίου 2015

The journey.




artwork  Timwnas




What he feared most was
  to miss his journey.

 some bread and
ham squeezed
in the bag.
Schedules  alternate on 
luminous  boards
Loudspeakers, suitcases that crawl, transit.
Yellowed fingers 
rubbing his eyes
to awaken.
Road.

The embarrassment of awkward penetration
haunted all subsequent acts.
Flawless smiling faces in cellophane.
Humidity and swollen clits.
Dry mouth.
Rehearsed words with coffee.
Pissing before boarding.

Every year he
shrinks his clothes
 Every year,  appeared taller
Every year the crowd around him increased 

 Every year, became more ugly, 
 meanest, 
 dirtiest
  He was like a sorrowful disease.
  A sick sorrow.
Dehydrated.
He knew that was
impossible to feel.
To feel something, you need to be present

Nothing was the same anymore
Not even his reflection on the mirror
Frayed picture, 
 moving at
synthetic liquid road
without destination.
Routes, bus schedules,
loudspeakers, boarding, departure.

Incest






In our blood flows pure incest.
 Teratogenesis
 
Βreeds of guilt.
We bitter the bread we eat
  We mourn compulsively our feet.
We build our births with mud.

I do not regret that I ate the Apple.
I will not rip my eyes of
Neither will  i swallow fire
Unforgivable i will remain.
i will go out for a smoke.
i will cook some soupe
i will fuck.

Δευτέρα 12 Ιανουαρίου 2015

Reset.





The centrifugal force reacts in the rotating frame of reference.

The city devours the earth.
People devour the city.
Time devours people.
The child of a reluctant mother
will never be charged with sacrifices.
It will breathe free
The road is stretched forward.
Inconceivable.
Inevitable.
Unwilling.
Imposes violent vibrations that modify him  constantly.
The anguish of revelation brings clarity.
What has happened
drag the sentence of repetition???
Again and again, and again, and again, and again,
again and again, and again, and again.
My existence comes to an end
only to start again
with an uncertain manner.
Shutdown.
Reset.

Τετάρτη 7 Ιανουαρίου 2015

eso-soma







My pubic hair grows
conversely
Wrapped like ivy
to my eso-soma
I become a huge inner pussy
" Walk with me and i will never make you a mother"
sings

i crush my dick trying to fuck me

Πέμπτη 21 Αυγούστου 2014

A love story in August



ph. unknown




The girl picks a frog  from the  water pits 
 and brings it home.

She gracefully offers her kiss to it 
but it prefers to sodomize her.

It plunges its head in her rectum. 
With enthusiasm, it scrutinizes the girl, comes out of her mouth,
 pees on her hand and goes back to the pit.

"There is nothing more vulgar than being rude" mumbles the girl.
 "It could have at least said thank you".

The boy is wandering at the gathering at the square.

The governor moves his mouth without uttering a word. 
The crowd applauds extensively.

He bows and starts spitting at them.
 The spectators are in front stepping one another
 in their attempt to decorate their faces with his saliva.

Further down, the dogs have started a choir of protest.

The boy approaches and asks for a cigarette.
 The dogs start barking angrily:
 "You have no tail, no collar, you do not belong here".

The boy approaches the girl for the same reason that always boys approach girls.

The girl out of habit feels flattered.
 She follows him to his house.

The girl offers her muted role, distances herself from the bed
 and plunges into the armchair.
 The boy laying down,
 smokes and wanders at the reflection on the window.

"I can guess all what yu're afraid to tell me" the boy declares with arrogance.
 The girl gets angry, attacks him,
 bites his neck and with slow circular movements 
starts spreading her eggs on his back.

The eggs dissolve his skin and go deep into his flesh.

26 days he incubates them curled up on the floor.

When time comes, he pukes them up, a black grime on the floor.

"Now you do not need to guess anymore" speaks the girl.

"From now on I need to love you" replies the boy.

"I name you Creature says the boy".

"I name you Man" says the girl.

"I'll be inside you and across you" promises the boy.

"I 'll be both your Nurturer and Reaper" the girl says.

"I think I'm bored" the boy thinks.

"'ll be Light and Sea" the girl dreams.

The boy stubs her 17 times and goes on vacation to the islands.

The girl disintegrates on the bed.