Poems from Sliimity
Peaceful rosary,
The moon and the sky.
A tree line’s lazy lush
Screaming inside me
A microscopic colony
Quiet vitality
I don’t know...
I see stars. See in them what I am capable of
I see a heart. Broken in between happiness like hope
I see void. In this I have come to rest...
If there is nothing real,
Nothing is what I give.
If there is the ghost of real,
I take the seeds, that with my hands
Bloom into the ghost...
You have done all you could,
And still
Life is unfair
And still
Life is the enemy
And still
Life has doomed you,
Be still.
Do you see...
I can feel that when I kiss you
The smallness of your face and lips
In that their delicacy intrigues me
In a deep and primal way,
And in...