nothing
when you have nothing
when you feel you are everything at once
with no limitations
you don’t have a body
nor does it have margins
you don’t end and you don’t begin
no have been
no will be
you are all and the all is you
you don’t feel human
no identity
you only feel
you are never-ending
maybe this is euphoria
or simply feeling alive
surely pure freedom
a moment in the streets
may
violet-grey skies blended with clouds
it is already way after sunset
you walk down the streets
the air is warm
tender like cotton-wool on your bare skin
a car pulls up around the corner
headlights straight to you
FLASH
in the bright, spreading gleam a silhouette of a dog on the street
like a dingo
white light flooding the road
glistening through the scene
where you come to see suddenly
what was hidden before in the dark:
soft floating tree pollen
like batten, silk snow balls
hovering all over the concrete
in slow motion
catching the white light
underlining the animals figure
levitating in this picture
making art out of this common and ordinary place
perfection
the perfect man
is setting the alarm for you
you have to leave much earlier than him
and when you are ready to leave
he comes to the door
to open it for you
sleepily
and he embraces you
and kisses you on the neck
pulling you against him
wearing nothing but a shirt
perfection is this:
both him and his errected penis kiss you goodbye
at the doorstep
on an early morning,
oh yes
perfect man.
ASCENDING
I CAN SEE MYSELF COMING UP ON THE HORIZON
LIKE THE SUN
HUGE, GLORIOUS AND RADIANT
I ARRIVE
STILL STARS IN MY HAIR FROM THE NIGHT
AND IMPRINTS OF PLANETS ON MY SKIN
I AM ASCENDING
AS WHO I CAME
AND I HEAR THE VOICE
OF MY HIGHER SELF WHISPERING
TO ME
IN UNCONDITIONAL LOVE AND KNOWLEDGE:
JUST TRUST MY DEAR ONE
YOU ARE YOUR MASTER
THE FIERCE QUEEN
REIGNING THIS WORLD
AND DANCING YOUR WAY
TO THE DEEP HUM
OF THE UNIVERSAL MIND.
JUST TRUST
YOURS,
DIANE
my skin got burned when I was 3 months old
your soul got burned when you were ten
we met
you suffer
I love
fire hit us
still we quail
when I think of you with closed eyes
I see my heart running over with deep violet ink
stained is my heart of obscure purple
and I hurt
and I know you hurt too
YOU WANTED EVERYTHING, I GAVE IT DOUBLE AND TRIPLE, YOU DID NOT FEEL IT
YOU WERE MY EVERYTHING
I LOVED YOU AND YOU WERE STARVING STILL
THIS HURTS
we felt like magic
and like poison
life giving, nurturing
and life taking
fatally exhausting
at the same time
we were infinitely connected
and now no trace of anything anymore
the mirror is empty
the sky is void
my peace is here
but I am not
we were magic
something broke the spell
it´s like I still search for you
as though we were fate
someone who I once liked died last september
a deputy for you
helping me to get a hold of what happened
my heart is sore
I think I knew it all before
all the signs were misleading
took me to everything that was wrong
everything I was needing
and I know you hurt
I pray for you to heal, my love
thank you that you loved me,
your quail.
the fight
it’s so warm on your forehead makes my lipstick melt
it must be my heart you were after
it must be my lungs you were breathing from
we are not the winners or losers
baby we are the fight
chasing my dreams became the fuel to my unhappiness
chasing my dreams made me uneasy and old
chasing my dreams made time pass too fast
chasing my dreams grew me grey hair
chasing my dreams for me always was a fight
to be honest
no more of that
I want to live and love
THE ONLY RESPONSIBILITY I WILL EVER CARRY
IS THE ONE TO HEAL,
LOVE,
D.
(thanks to Gigi Young)
.
I AM FIRE