Sunday, November 30, 2008

Advent Pinotage


The raisins and almonds
The candles cardamon
... are coming
The fuses in my head burnt out
The windows are freezing
with white flowers breathing
I warm myself up
...with you
Pinotage and gingerbread
and my hair got so red
Snow is snowing
snowy snowers snow me off
I curl up, like a kitten
with warm coffe
in my kitchen
You glue me up
out of pieces

Monday, November 24, 2008

The Fallen Women Society


I'm your polar bear
lead me under snow
take my fur coat
I'm your teddy bear
cuddle snuggle kiss me please
please me... please
I'm your polar bear
take me fishing
striped bees picking
to the movies
for some groovies
I'm your cuddle bear
polarised erection flows
under fur coat

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Crazy hairy fairy



the poem will come
<3 my lil sis

Thursday, November 13, 2008

The mad tea party


The moon was mooning
some crap white nosy song
The stars were staring
not on the red carpet
highheels and shotheads
The trees are treeing
so loud so leavy
the clouds would cloud out
breezy..
and only bees are still...only being
The mad tea party
delusions ilusions lipsticks
cups horizontal amber waves
I don't need coming back
the bees are being
so busy all the time
give me some honey, sugarpie
the landscapes are changing
and grass is grassy all day now
I'm aiming

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Sto Lat !!!


Tyle naraz świata ze wszystkich stron świata:
moreny, mureny i morza i zorze
i ogień i ogon i orzeł i orzech -
jak ja to ustawię, gdzie ja to położę?
Te chaszcze i paszcze i leszcze i deszcze,
bodziszki, modliszki - gdzie ja to pomieszczę?

Motyle, goryle, beryle i trele -
dziękuje, to chyba o wiele za wiele.
Do dzbanka jakiego ten łopian i łopot
i łubin i popłoch i przepych i kłopot?
Gdzie zabrać kolibra, gdzie ukryć to srebro,
co zrobić na serio z tym żubrem i zebrą?
Już taki dwutlenek rzecz ważna i droga,
a tu ośmiornica i jeszcze stonoga!

buziaki!!!

/W.Szymborska

Saturday, November 08, 2008

Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end; then stop.




The Duchess: You're thinking about something, my dear,
and that makes you forget to talk.
I can't tell you just now what the moral of that is,
but I shall remember it in a bit.

Alice: Perhaps it hasn't one.

The Duchess: Tut, tut, child!
Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it.

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

ja siȩ tylko zasiedziałam


Zasiedziałam siȩ przez chwilȩ
zapatrzyłam w zmienne liśie
upłynȩło czasu tyle
(oddaliłam siȩ o mile..)
(aż nie znajdȩ drogi chyba.)

gołe drzewa osiwiały
całe niebo siȩ zmarszczyło.
Chciałam wracać - czas najwyższy
drzwi otworzył mi ktoś obcy
zrobił kawy
ogrzał kocem...
... zagubiłam siȩ na trochȩ.
Wywietrzyłam dwa pokoje
pajȩczyny posciągałam
wyczyściłam odkurzyłam
bedȩ zaraz wyjeżdżała.
Powiedziałeś że czekałeś
wiȩc milczenia tyle o co
ja siȩ tylko zasiedziałam
tak niechcący, przez głupotȩ

Sunday, November 02, 2008

bouncy bonce



Some random skeleton asked me
losing his white jaw
if I had any more whisky
his bride has left him
for some other creep
on the hallow's night
he said it was snowing clouds out loud
over his bare bonce for a while now
the mushrooms would grow
silently hiding in his back
So he asked me
if I had some more whisky
to cover his blush
for he would barely stand
asked me to help him to cover his bare bones
cause ..what's a pound of flesh
among real friends
And he kept asking for whiskey some more
tooth after rib
he all fell apart
she placed him in her
lover's trash box