Monday, June 22
Smoking a cigar.
Red pale eyes.
Sad from bottom.
Dry blood, broken veins.
An idiot at the seaside, smiling at the waves.
Feeling so lost and lost with life, lost everything that conquered him.
Hated by everyone.
I feel so heavy,
Heavy at my thinking, that I couldn’t resist him from dying.
So I stabbed him,
Again and again so as to make sure he is no more to take away my lady luck.
With a cigar.
Wednesday, June 10
Smoke filled up the room, light flooding over it.
I could see my bare nude feet.
Standing alone, freezing in the cold.
And suddenly she came, the most desirable women I have ever been with.
Casting her nude curves over the wall.
The blaze in her never died, as she takes over.
And then I touched her deepest secret.
And within a few breath she was all mine.