Thursday

unreasonable behavior

dense walls of calm 
and accurate logical grounds. 

uncompromising brutal decisions, 
perverse quest for sadistically unveiled facts. 

embarrassing stubborn ingenuity. 

vast reliable fields of strength. 
cautiously tamed. 

twisted but precise sense of humor 
and sarcastic self-appraisal irony. 

endless, reckless generosity. 

you are the most unacceptable life form, 
my friend.

Tuesday

empathy

this hollow eye
is just starring at me
and cry.
such merciful, ignorant organ should never dry.

Thursday

it goes without saying

my beautiful little sun,
your ever brighten
territories in me are not to be touched
by anyone.

Saturday

appetite

smelling my fingers,
diving into your scent;
brings me hunger, luxurious panic,
throws me into a bottomless bovaric dent.

needy and starving,
unreasonably exultant.
in my feverish brain,
tracing the reminiscence of your inner fluids
plunge me into some kind of a primary loop; beautifully redundant.

I shall let you
feast on me.

Wednesday

where are Thou??

I’m loosing this one
I think
I don’t know
but everything I do is to sink.

my anger
seems to thrive
on my brain’s Almighty self destructive endeavor.

my angel!!
where are you, my Light?
my only hope for enduring this beautiful life
(fucking crying my heart out here..)

I can’t do it by myself
my demons are dealt in for me.

such a hard sell..
where are you MY SWEET POWERFUL GABRIEL??!?!
my glorious Archangel!

I promise I’ll call you ceaselessly
bend and purge all my hell
just for you to be endless fire in my rotten fleshy dwell.

Your height
I’m reaching it
Right NOW in MY HEART!

it burns
a forever moment.


and still I want out.
my furies won’t give up.
would/could you stay with me in this fight?
my Lord!
I’ve never been so far from your light..

Monday

inner strenght

Archaaaaaangel!!!

Would you meet my halfway?
Would you spare me from (d)anger?

Sunday

you

hunting your heart
luring and taming it
oh my beautiful joy
it’s been indeed a real treat.

lots of defeats
few battles won
I’m licking my wounds
but always remember to get up and with mighty love strike it again and again; constantly CHARGE ON!

I’ll burn it with high flames
I’ll drown it in endless oceans
I’ll mine it with TNT
seed/cover it with my territory

your gorgeous heart
I’ll storm it with my most beautiful angel’s wrath

I promise it!

You will be blooming and screaming for my love
another daydreaming problem for me to solve..

it’s (not) war time

facing myself
threading my memories
I found out
that I’m still fluent in my guilt hobbies.

thought I’ve got over this
moved on to the hate-others premises
instead I found out that all this time
I’ve still been my own nemesis.

buried deep down inside of me
this chameleonic frenemy
this old wicked dude
sucked the best of my energy.

running silently through my plasma
always bringing eloquence in my never-ending drama.
somehow making sense out of my misery and spinning me to wish for more, from now into eternity.

you know what?
I think I kind of like your commitment bro,
counting on you to be there and never let me go.

who?me??

sing babe
dance, smile and dare!
I’ll try to play dead,
look like I couldn’t care.

(standing still in the middle of a beauty storm, makes me feel important just like a royal unicorn)

my pulse is undercover
cruising down below
I’m walking on silent gems
carefully whispering my inner male-shame happy flow.

(I’m a complex and sophisticated guy, no feelings are supposed to impress or make me wanna fucking cry!)

I’ll admit just this: my hole bloody self
Is in a woozy bliss.
seriously sugar-bruised,
elated to trip this only once in a lifetime perfect cruise.

(never expect me to be strong right to the end; I‘m an early grip loser, always straying out in the head)

an electric storm of thoughts
is raging inside of me;all my lighting rods dead, obliterated and off duty.

your thunders charge my inner coil
trapping me in a perpetual need for your infectious, horrendous 360 degrees perfect turmoil.

I’m so ecstatic , oh yeah.
OH YEAH!
I could cumm my brain right out of my majestic urethra.

Saturday

entropy

strange thing this endorphin stuff
waves of reality just rushed out from my depressive artsy snuff.

drinking my way into this seas pool of..feeling
drowning myself into this warm soup of fainted energy;hard dealing!

unhappy as a trapped wolf with now and then
scratching and biting to break loose
deeply resenting my warm den

just to

fart away this hell of life infatuation
bleed out the sweet gangrene
surgically extract the long parasite of a broken affect

now I can move on and do nothing.

I promised not to write, care, have a heart to spare..

this is brutal
this is hell
what’s wrong with you little hare??
going all in like you have a heart to spare?!

the fucking phone silent, dead.
the memory of her kisses kept me in a life-like surrogate full of hope and dread.

I breathe under water
wishing for a grasp of air
all I could dream of
was the oxygen blown in the dynamics from her beautiful perfect hair.

the longing for some
crushed my bones and killed the
light of my very last atom

I dreeeeeam
I dreeeeam
I fucking dream at that perfect skin.

I loooong
I loooong
for that sweet poisonous tongue.

I’m so enjoying the fall
a sucker for that sinking feeling
for that morbid heart-breaking thrilling.

get a grip you, pathetic emotional creep, and
step out of your sentimental pimp trip.

Wednesday

scared shitless

running on pure fear
lately
sweating like a mutt
the reality squeeze me
and messes with my yellow gut.

what to do bitch?
can’t go on like this.
gotta sort which is which,
or else you’ll seriously get bruised by a mental sanity pitch.

try some balls;
you pick the size!
if you’d asked me,
anything above the subatomic benchmark/circumference should do the job for a start-up, survival kit size.

I’m telling you man..
the horror factor is still there
I wish I was somewhere else
all free from any genuine dare.

for a while
I’m just gonna stay low, camouflage design,
and hide in some thick tasty red wine.

cheers!

Sunday

this extraordinary life

this never-ending, obstinate chance
the adamant flux of vigor.

my sentient carcass and it’s self-inflicted wounds.
my sluttish heart and it’s erratic moods.
my warped spirit and it’s infinite feuds.


and still you linger,
my egalitarian but nevertheless individually generous
God.

patiently barring your feeble host.
extremely tolerating,
highly valuing this wretched shell,
cherishing it through its‘ self,
through Your breath.
this inexhaustible breeze that enlivens us
all.

why?

Saturday

fissure

The possibilities
The vice opportunities

Brutal negotiation with my guilt abilities.

Friday

hating you

the tiny bits of acid on your insolent heart,
you in my deepest dungeon..

dear Zeus!

all that creepy shit
gives me a serious hard-on, barely keeping the pace to cope with it.

the wet dreams of your torments
charge me to the point
of colorful ludicrous get-offs, glorious moments.

the only thing stronger than this hateful feast
is my pathetically pink and fluffy thing called..sentimental beast.

my forever green, hexed twist.

Thursday

adjustment

Shooting you dry in my veins
brings me such forbidding bliss,
few pains..

Seems like a reasonable tradeoff.

Wednesday

about your beautiful goddamn heart

babe,
about your heart.
it’s like fighting the most beautifully fallen angel of... Goooooooooooooooooooooooooddd!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’ll claim it! tooth and nail!
occupy the very last blood cell
of its’ beautifully territorial dwell.

your pulse
is the continuous wave
of an electromagnetic sharp and split brain Gemini discourse

you are talking me about your ego..
should I be proud of something I
know I’m in need of??

up until now, being a man
seemed like some pleasure summer trains
never challenged my favorite fundamental fucked up pains.

the sun is shining
but so are my sour wounds
I’m in majestic pains
never thought happy could leave such right out opened grounds of feuds.

licking your heart beats
will utterly (hopefully) connect me to the utmost of your emotional wits

I welcome your spell
seems like something right of
my prescription of must-have hell.

Monday

godless

me
lurking in-between my neat
but frequently absent reasoning.
godless.

kind of creepy shit, dude..

Sunday

fatigue

Fatigue!!!!

You are my restless mistress.

Suck me dry, slut.
Endlesssssssssssssssssssssssss

Saturday

this tempest

this tempest
this bitter tempest
rages through my delicate
fleshy organs
through my flexible
enduring plasma machinery.
I crave for never-ending thunders.