my coloured confetti drifts for you

amputada

sempre nos teus termos, nunca nos nossos.

I always thought I’d keep my mind

 

(tratamento de choque, sem pré aviso)

nascer na despertença

coming home

reminder

and what same things could these two know?

when one is so deep, the other to glow

Feist

Blindfolded

ask

we’re shedding our skin

molecules of light

missing Y.

(15/06/2010 - 11/07/2022)
 

 sinto-me a construir um açude com pauzinhos e seixos para estancar não a chuva, o tempo (...)

António Lobo Antunes, O Arquipélago da Insónia

 Não ponhas o coração à frente dos olhos porque assim não vês as coisas.

Gonçalo M. Tavares, água, cão, cavalo, cabeça

confession to a future lover

only the last piece of the sky is yours

our house is on fire

Poema com Rosa

 A familiar thorn in my hand

(...)

I can hardly hear it
Like a hush hush secret
I can hardly see it
I can hardly feel it
As you push it in further

Can you remove it from my finger
Can you remove it from my finger
Can you remove it from my finger
Can you remove it from my finger
Can you remove it from my finger
Can you remove it

kneel naked upon the burning coals