She was standing in the street, shouting, ‘You bastard! Yes, just leave now like a cowardly dog with your tail between your legs and leave me alone, forever!’ That's how I found her, completely upset and crying, wearing only a kimono with nothing underneath, a pink top peeking out onto the street. I walked towards... Lees verder →
That Angel
She has pure brown irises. She wears her long wavy hair as if a gentle breeze would dwell there, as if that is where everything is created. Her gaze sends that pleasant breeze my direction. She sits alone. I sit at a table in the same cafe as her and suck from an empty caffeine... Lees verder →
Life for lust (Part 3)
It's just sex We were in film history class. German Expressionism. What I found an incredibly fascinating art period, did nothing for a while. It was as if Faust was sitting next to me and whispered, go now man, do it now, you'll be rid of it. Nosferatu, Murnau 1922 It was Rusty sitting next... Lees verder →
Het gaat goed met me
De vernederden en vertrapten spookten door mijn gedachten en ik lag aan het uiteinde van de trap. Na een helse beklimming bereikte ik wat leek op mijn graf. Ik wenste dat ze me platspoten zodat ik niets meer zou weten, een ‘Tabula Rasa’. Fucking niets meer. De Tao fysiek ingeplant, zodat ik ook mentaal “vide”... Lees verder →
Wu Wei Woman
She sat there with eyes deep and bright in dark make-up to be with her is to get her attention while she’s hunting herself I dropped my fingers, what was the point of writing as she sat here before me she told me about Wu Wei - without knowing what it was how she kept... Lees verder →
Brief encounter
I was intimate last night. With a woman, not sexually, not even touchingly, just our thoughts crossed until they formed a synergy of pleasure. Strange, but real. I'm not making it up. I knew her from a course a while ago. Today at the market I met her. We walked together to a café, there... Lees verder →
De plafondstarende puber
Symbiose. Ik voel me leeg in een absurde wereld die me niet bevredigen kan. Dan verplaats ik me naar andere dimensies. Dat lukt al wanneer ik me concentreer op de aanraking tussen mijn lichaam en de materie rond me en is het alsof ik een deel ervan word en het met me versmelt. Een symbiose... Lees verder →
Fastfood romantics 