
before the light
Jul 26, 2017 · 1 min read
the neon lights
from the brothel next door
shining on your small breasts
and on my legs
if one would have a longer moment
to look at the both of us
one would laugh
or weep
at the destruction of our two young bodies
after 6 years
of wrestling in the same bed
eating
from the same floor
painting
the same pictures
this senseless love
sometimes I look at the sky
and see a pair of hands there
pointing at my heart
that turned into a dolphin
and swam
straight
into the blue ocean

