Monday, January 19, 2015

AUTOMATIC WRITING: Empathy

Don´t talk to me about deserving
               I hear the crackle of the flies legs, one against the other like timber, lazily laying upon the                    child´s closed eyes.
Don´t talk to me about deserving
Nobody deserves to die.
               And you use a word like a shield,
               to hide away your fear
               and being alone is always safer
               than being together.
Don´t talk to me about deserving
               I wonder if her mind wanders through the same places mine goes, while
               I fuck for you to love me
               and she is fucked loveless.
We both deserve better, we both, we doubled, we threw, we broke.
We both deserved better, both of all, both.
Don´t talk to me about deserving. It is a poisonous word - a place where no one belongs and everything has been told.