Tasenda

How does it burn through the body this desperation, this fire unquenching desire works on the heart like acid slowly eating it away, leaving nothing behind but everlasting hunger How it burns through the body this desperation, this fire unquenching here we are, suspending physics mid-air no gravity, no friction, no dark matter to explain what is going on how it burns through the body this desperation, this fire unquenching can you smell it too? this desperation that reeks in the air, choking all reason in its putrid, miserbale path how it burns through the body this desperation, this fire unquenching this desperation, this fire unquenching

There is an uprising coming it was supposed to be here yesterday but I suppose it is lost in the mail who do I write to the website had no address only a small warning goods once sold can not be returned maybe I should have known then not to trust Nigerian princes with unclaimed millions and fully functional revolutions leftover from the days of the next war Maybe it is stuck at customs maybe it would have been better to wait for my cousin to travel in, so he could sneak it in packed neatly between airport  toblerone and contraband iphones

Can you hear me  in the echoes of those  ancient duststorms that  wandered the prehistoric earth Before the time, when the mountain was lake and you lay in arms i have always been here just beyond the corner  of your eye flirting with the edge of the mirror  can you hear me tapering through the stone breathing ever so delicately, like the wind  blowing through a slow delhi afternoon i have always been here a forgotten memory, held hostage by a desprate love  trying to call you over all this din can you hear me a vagarant song on loose lips  sneaking around the world by hitching  rides along with unsuspecting ruffians feeding on scraps of love that you  unwittingly throw away   i have always been here embedded in radio broadcasts and sewn into silver midnight light sending out SOSes through ripples of time Can you hear me !! please.