Sunday, July 12

Saturday, July 11

it was my birthday all the people I hated showed up i was angry to spend my birthday with them they brought me a cake in the shape of a violin case i sat on it my mistake the couples wouldn't show up not because they didn't want to but because they were couples the couples wouldn't show up their loss bad for them very bad very very bad

Wednesday, July 8

i dreamt that i was forced to be engaged with you you were the one that forced to get engaged to you were the one I hated the one that wouldn't let me breath or speak or cry the one that made me cry you were inside the wardrobe the wardrobe was my heart i shouted and shouted and wanted you out but you were stuck inside my wardrobe

Tuesday, July 7

wroclaw

ssss shhhh where is she where is she there she is yes yes there she is is she severe severe is she severe, you shut up shut up you shon of bitch you shon of a bitch
mmm how old are you yes yes how old are you yes yes that's it, tack it in you silly girl tack it in yes that's better that's what you need yes that looks good that looks better
mmm to poulaki sou poulaki sou poulaki sou poso se thelw agaph mou poso mou leipeis poso se skeftomai kathhmerina kathhmerina den yparxei allo kathhmerina
yes yes take it out, yes that's it, empty the folders, one by one, yes, with your hands, yes, your fingers, your beautiful long fingers, empty the folders baby, yes, all of them, take them out, yes, all of them, close now the door, close it baby, with your hand, your fingers, your beautiful fingers, yes, touch the handle, touch the door handle, with your warm palm, yes, that's it, baby, that's it

Sunday, July 5

dandelion clock

in the end of south
i shall meet you again
perhaps
scared again
scarcely
almost scarcely
scarcely
one by one
only one
only
of what
I do not know
without you
I stay
and weep
the last time
in the seashore
in the shore of a sea
in the end of the south
you ahead me
me ahead you
scarcely next to each other
my shoulder
almost reaches you
sometimes
when you lean down
easier
easier
darling
in the hill of hopes
i shall meet you again
somehow
it is all a cliche
me you
looking on the other side
caressing
pretending
we reached the top of the hill
your hill
i kiss
i kiss

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