April 2013 (1)

3 April 2013 at 21:13 (Poems/Poetry) (, , , )

this story in not even close
to be pornographic
picture a man who tried to explain
he does not have a nervous disorder
dr ‘one can never be too sure’
filled his veins with liquid until
began to do its work efficiently at last
move to another image
garbage collection every Thursday
that man held in the bin
stillborn imitation of himself
for five minutes stood on the verge of threshold
afraid of
putting action to his desire to split him in two
turned back
timing was bad but a moment invited herself
she slapped his face as if were his wife
in her, he saw his shadow
half of nothing is still nothing
confused asked her to stay
story told in thirds
ended warming her palm
against his cheek

no more rubbish (02nd April 2013)


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