Deliverance

 

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‘there’s
barely enough time’
the voice screamed
like a mountain
rolled between a young girl’s thighs

a thousand thunders
lighting
the cave of my mouth
full of unborn
wishes

there is no escape
there is no hope
just carcasses
of hate
and anger

in the name of your fake god
your unwanted love
rained
a black veil
on our broken hearts

the sun refused to shine this morning
and the earth swallowed
wicked semen
launched from
every corner of your weakness

your heart reeks
injustice
your breath stinks
war
and your only chance
of redemption
was yesterday.

Depression 102

 

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All my thoughts
gathered
in a sandy bag already
full
of
unwanted memories.

I try to regain control of
myself.
Unsuccessfully.
My misery is my Lord.
A sick divinity
marching along
my
filthy emotions
on the road to
yesterday.

But Hear This
for all my dead wishes
and all the sliced roses
drowned under my bed
and all the screams
of my baby skin

Fuck Jimmy Choo
and his yellow
hat.

Depression 101

 

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My depression is like a work of
ART
forged by my dirty, smelly, little
fingers
(actually my pinkie does the entire job, but I am not supposed to tell that to everyone)
on every, fucking, Saturday night.

It’s very annoying and unbelievable, it’s a SHE.
Remarkably beautiful. From one side.
From the other she looks like
an oversized metaphysical SLUT I like to penetrate
(every Sunday morning after my prayer)
with my big, pink, plastic
but very realistic imitation of
PENIS I carry between my eyes.

Oh man it’s so
HARD getting
a prescription for it and
every Monday morning I get my ass
kicked by a skinny, blonde, sexy optician for
unreasonable demands.