i dont do anything i dont want to do

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my new obsession:

Family Plots on A&E

what an idiot wrote

You get kewpie doll notions

I bathe them in my blood

Dress them in the rags of my skin

Make swings out of my hair for them

Toy carts from my vertebrae

Gliders from my eyebrows

I make them butterflies from my smiles

Wild beasts from my teeth

To hunt, to kill time

What kind of game is this anyway

-Vasko Popa

Get out of my walled-in infinity ( Read more... )

I won't carry you piggyback ( Read more... )

Listen you freak

Off with your white kerchief

Don't we know each other

Together from childhood

Lapping at the same bowl

Snoozing in the same bed

With you, evil-eyed knife

Walking this strange world

With you, snake in the shirt

Listen double-crosser

Off with your white kerchief

Why lie to each other?

-Vasko Popa

Give Me Back My Rags #1

Give me back my rags

My raglets of pure dream

Of silken smiles

Striped premonition

And my lace-like sinews

My raglets of polka-dot hope

Of filigreed lust

Calico glances

And the skin off my face

Give me back my rags

I'm asking you nicely

- Vasko Popa