Club Solo, Breda. Photo by Peter Cox 

 

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗) Dear, ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

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˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗) The cardiac rhythm in my chest keeps knocking me wide-awake at night.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗) The seemingly low bass keeps pounding in high tempo; vibrating through pumping.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                      The all-day unavoidable limerence keeps things spinning in longing density,

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                      as I imagine accumulations around the ideal image of us.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                                                         How we’ve built a home somehow with all this clutter.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                                                         And that we’ve not seem to grow tired of it yet.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗) It seems all glossy, sticky and also a bit chewy,

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗) Not really for consumption but who’s noticing anyways?

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                      The smell is usually unusual but you and me both know we’ve got used to it.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)

 

Be conscious how hungry we can be in different metaphors.

 

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)  Dilated pupil,

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)  Fluorescent off-duty,

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)  & denim blue;

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)  Repetitively represented in public sphere.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)  The demand seems drastically decreased.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)  Things often don’t seem to match in large numbers, juxtaposed one after another

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)   Their eyes have already fixated on something else.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)   

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                                                         We’ve ended up quite deliberately expressing the need for clarification.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                                                         Although I found some responses sometimes quite insensitive

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)    It might be the constructed mechanism we’ve never questioned.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)    But what have we ever questioned, except the things out of the ordinary?

 

Sweet fillings;

No casting.

Everlasting layers,

Small sting on the cheek.

 

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)  Dear, ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)   

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)  I’ve lost count on the days, and how many beats have faded by now.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)  Perhaps we will see each other on different parts of the globe.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                      Like; Paris, France,

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                                        or Houston, Texas.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                                                         In the cute bakery, where only douchebag bakers are working.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                                                          Or on silent carparks at evenings after the movies being moonstruck.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)   

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)  I’ll ease the longing with gifts. I’ll ease the longing with soothing tones…

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)   

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)    but yet I do not want floating rosebuds and all the wax dripped down seems so unnecessary.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)   

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)    Diamond,

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)    Out of the setting,

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)    Gold around the poking,

 

Silver nodded approval.

 

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)   

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)   

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                      Gold teeth, checked this morning.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                      Mouth still lingering with rubber glove.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)   

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗)                      See you on foam.