sreda, september 07, 2005

Faeces INTERLUDE


Louder than a rude piercing whistle
Noiseless as colourful mouth watering
fiction
Childlike delicate

Sexy tuneful voice

If he knew where he's heading
He'd
LOSE his direction

Chaotically
distorted

Voidable

Stinging
anarchy
Somewhere beneath his feet

Frizzy as my hair -

Longing for his fingers
Running through it
Like the most exciting
music