Back then he was king
Leading an empire of hope
In deepest darkness.
But soon the lights struck
Convincing him to smoothen
Contrasts of beliefs.
Understanding the
Gloomy emptyness around
Brought nothing but fears.
Pictures by Eugenia Bellodi, poem by Jonathan Falk.
I see pink flesh and
A soul leaving the origin,
The humans unbroken. (jf)
With closed eyes I saw
Fishes swimming to the night
Into lunar lights.
Is this my brain that
Messes my sick perception
Or just illusion?
Fishes may be my
Leaders and in the moon lie
Long lost comradeship.
Pictures by Eugenia Bellodi, poem by Jonathan Falk.
Felt in fields of lust.
Touches softer than south wind,
Lavender kisses. (jf)
Hey, don’t stop, you fool!
I melt like tar in the sun
So please keep me cool. (jf)
