The haunted Irish

Bow your head

and  let me tie your wrists.

Close your eyes,

Pretend you are a wounded angel

So that I can take you to the earth

beneath earth.

To  Baltimore beneath Baltimore

where  weeds sprout in people’s shoes.

Let’s  live on a dime’s reflection

let's play with the gloomy gloom of skeletons.


image: Fred Einaudi

Haunted by the piano marteaux

Male skin that smells like green tea

makes Ava explode into simmering dust

she takes her lover's fingers into her mouth

and licks them slowly giving him pleasure

The piano marteau* appears in the dark

flying around ; a weird bone of a dead dog

Ava starts howling  

her arms shiver and her teeth cold

''L'hiver, l'hiver''** her lover shouts

as the blizzard breaks out in the room

*marteau(x)=the small white hammers inside the piano 

**l'hiver=the winter (a french word)

image: Donald Farnsworth

The lullaby of a scared soul

We felt lonely.

We felt thirsty like an arid lake.

Things started travelling into the universe without us,

shadows of a graveyard flying around,

pirate ships sailing on our stomachs

The loud noise of the tree trunks was coming.

The little unicycle fell off the table.

The little unicycle fell off the stairs.

image: Chris-Steele Perkins