maandag 26 september 2011


Her vagina looked like the garden of Gethsemane

Her soul felt like granite

I gave her 30 pieces of silver

and went on keeping on


My body was in a warp

Not easily defined

A chemical rapture ripped opened my mind


Deranging your senses can take you all places

But in some cases

The strangest ways lead you back home


Shattering the vision of Baal

Hunting down clandestine cherubs with Diana

Feeling whole

Feeling alive while walking a tight rope

Hovering above a million eyes

While tears explode

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