Thursday, April 24, 2008


Waiting for him
she walks in the balcony--
twilit aura


Wednesday, April 9, 2008


Crushed between the heart and head
I fail to get along with
my own creation

sinister and righteous
that challenges my being
for not meeting her hopes

I did what I could
but how to produce a mate
for her peace and bliss

she raises her eyebrows
and isolates herself as if
I authored all her griefs

now stripped and alone
with hands over my chest
I stand in the street

await the coffin
to reconcile the truths
I could not conceive


Friday, April 4, 2008


She sings the morning
with hands between the legs:
sunlight drenches


Tuesday, April 1, 2008


Their love game
bloodstained on the wall
two lizards



After love-making
stains of dried urine:
naked lunch