Archive for October, 2013

Trick-or-treat

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , on October 31, 2013 by Linata

Cynical and melodramatic are two sides of the same planet.

Sculpture vs sculptor

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 30, 2013 by Linata

I believe in suffering and I believe in struggle.
Struggle allows you to develop character.
Suffering purifies you and gets rid of everything that’s unnecessary.
The two materials have the potential to create the best possible you.

Dialogue

Posted in Uncategorized on October 30, 2013 by Linata

– I still can’t forget your blue eyes…
– I wonder if you stroke your cock as you were writing this.

Your vomit

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 29, 2013 by Linata

Come here

With your delicate fists

Unclench

That little something

You hide inside those

flexible wrists

Nobody cares –

You see

I have no desire

To check

Your status updates

Step closer

Be brave

Make me watch

Falling in

and out

Force me stretch

The colour

of your blood

is BLUE

I’ll let you sacrifice

your honesty

to Truth

For breakfast

You’ll have Matter

Chew carefully

And swallow 

I’ll drink sadness

You’ve puked after

on me

or the ‘other’

No, you’re not shallow

Anorexic or not –

extremes ain’t matter

Stand near me

I want to see

The colour

of your emotional vomit

What you hide

so carefully

excites

and

pleases me

The outline_the beginning

Posted in Uncategorized with tags on October 29, 2013 by Linata

Red

White

Blue

Black

Gray

Cock

What I saw, S.

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When I saw you and your eyes
With hidden smiles
Starring gently into nothingness
It made me think of everything
Of oneness –
Non-separateness
Because of you I left my bondage on the shelf
I ironed and I washed my soul
For me to show
That I am worth walking with
Side by side
I wanted us to share paths
The crutches that I had before –
I burnt
There was no need to save you
Or me
From anyone
From you
From me
I dreamt of walking slowly
Into the abyss
Like wholeness
That I felt in you
Because of you
And what I saw in you
I’ve grown much bigger
Those crutches that I burnt before
Would have become far too small
For me
Now
I can’t walk
I crawl
But when I can
I do so gracefully
I dance
Because of you
And what I saw in you.

Your perfect glance…

truth or dare

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 29, 2013 by Linata

I dare to play with devils

I dare to play with gods

And they come after me

Even when in a cowardly manner

I refuse to plead guilty

For the crime of invading the inhuman

Erogenous zones

Devine forces stare at me

They breathe me in the neck

No matter how much I try to hide

They are always right behind my back

Grinning with bare teeth

Moving silently

With their pointy knives

Of truth.

Please, have mercy!

I’m only human…

I dared -
I admit…

In deed,

I AM my only judge

And prosecutor.

I’ll grab my cross, the hummer, and the nails

I know the process well

I’ll see you later..

The meat

The feast

The empty tomb

Are almost ready.

My dear,

Open the champagne,

Please.

Dear, please.