you could just tell me how you really feel
beyond these cryptic coded messages
(as if we are soviet spies or something)
just speak your mind and remember
it’s all poetry in the end
reciprocity is based on mutual trust
since we met in Tallinn
i have been trying to urepress you
to open you in every way
I HAVE FAILED!!
fail harder?
i don’t know what to do with you
or even without you
have tried everything
friendship
tenderness
distance
rape? (can’t remember, so many victims now)
but to flatter you and destroy your fears for two seconds, i will say this
i think about you often, more than i would care to admit
it seeps in to my work (the essence)
nothing has changed regarding this and probably never will
fuck this i give up
until you know what
Do not underestimate the gods (the antimelancholic theatre of illusion).
Are you free to think your next thought?
Are you a passenger?
A witness?
Look around
Survival of the horniest
It is there looking for you
I speak your tongue
The little girl wants to dance
Oh god what have i done
The majestic horror of Love
fun huh?
these thoughts aren’t mine or me
they just come and i am puzzled and don’t understand anything
i just breathe