Archive for June, 2010

THE SPIRITS DONT CRY

When you broke something And it breaks you inside; As all around you crumbling apart… When it’s so hard to let go, Yet you have to send away… Come, call the spirits inside you; Come dance at the edge of everything That hurts, That stabs, That is hidden, That is… You.. is it? Come find the higher Self That shouts: “L’esprit ne pleure pas!”

smoking crater

the laughs that hides on the sleeve of gawdy minds. Mind not the holes that is still hidden. Everybody had a good time? Let it run, like water.. Damaging the ears that not yet grown. To captured the still picture of distress, words that sticked to the wall of torsos.. Leaves that bid good sorrow, yellowish, obscene, nudity played on kindergarten garden.. Maddening souls, errupts!