Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Is this magic carpet big enough for two?
You and I, chameleon
Ghosts of faithful wounds haunt under the sun
Kisses of an enemy linger above stars
Their words cross my heart and cross your fingers
Tired of defending you, I retreat
In the face of truth, you told lies
The deed is done but the memory lingers
Is Richard Dawkins going to save you now?
Holiness is overrated but a god is a god
Ignore me at your own risk
I am singularly unignorable
(Put that in your dictionary)
Six million friends couldn’t save you
Even if they wanted to
Nurse the poison as affection
Until it masters your resistance
Were you always so wicked?
A canvas cracks its gorgeous mask
The spy behind with hideous eyes appears
Repulsion knows no boundaries
Swimming in oil kills you
Whispering tales trumps silence
Take a whiff of the hookah, Jasmine
Did I make her bow?
Off fires the first rocket!
*The photo was taken from the Oil & Water photo spread for the August 2010 Vogue Italia, referencing to the Gulf Spill crisis. To see the brilliant photo shoot in its entirety click here.
**Sorry to bombard you with my emo poems. I've just been very depressed lately.