Sunday, December 6, 2009

poetry by Aymi.


the blue air was damp at the train-station…

it made me forget the paranoid desperate earth

-that i never wanted to admit was a failure.

Triangles of spite…. Moi?

Just string that cigarette along….

Should I tell you when....

to follow me,

and bring the better bagels?...

Orange covered railings-

Girls in the front seats-

Bleeding delicacies….

...are now just stuff of fiction.




Cammie said...

I like your poetry it has a interesting flow to it.


Anonymous said...

Thank you for sharing that I loved it. I hope to see more of your writing =)