Tuesday, 30 July 2013


An image of a whip on the page
Among all the images of the pages;
a black and white comic book.
That is what I saw when I heard his voice,
his silenced voice that hovers in my brain,
snapping here and there like a lightning bolt
that cuts my veins
creating a short circuit
in my /hollowed/ system/ filled/ with/ charms and chances.

Behold the prince charming of the fairyland
enchanted by my bewitched plans
bereft of evil intentions.

Sans mercy, sans mercy! Forgive me my darling.

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