Oct 13, 2008

Pseudo-Poetry with pride































„ Poważne obawy o poczytalność”
(draumurinn þinn mun koma í ljós ef þú hættir að leita hans)


bez jeansów
wpełzam pod kołdrę tęczówki
płodzę wirusa obłędu
zdrowe komórki opadają z sił
dyszę Victorię
zamiatam trupy rzęsami

tu się topi
kręgosłup mój w twojej ślinie

ja się rzucę
a Ty

-aport!

„ serious fears about accountability”
(draumurinn þinn mun koma í ljós ef þú hættir að leita hans)


without jeans
I’m creeping under walleye’s blanket
breeding insanity’s virus
healthy cells loosing their strength
I’m huffing Victoria
sweeping up dead bodies
with a little help of my eyelashes

here it melts
my spine inside your slobber

I will throw myself
and as for you

-fetch!





3 comments:

Hermes said...

Wonderful - you are on top form.

Natalis said...

i hope there is something more over the top ... :)
thanks Hermes !

contrlfreq said...

i see fertility goddesses. Your work has so much symbolism.