Saturday, May 30, 2009

Stream

Sinking ideas into words into puddles of thought
Bathe me
Drowning ideas into months of growth

And performing dangerous surgeries on teddy bears'
heads
Paper Christmas little creatures
Wear me

I love the way she wears those dresses and teases my deepest
instinct
with those eyes becoming cases for wondrous spiralling vocabulary
Words all around, words
The vocabulary of my dreams
Just don't dress in mint
The way it always is
The way it's always been

Stream of consciousness does not sound like this bullshit
Sinking ideas into puddles of thought

Your Handwriting

Even in between a thousand different
letters and notes
Your handwriting I'd recognize
As I'd do in between a thousand different people
With a thousand different looks
The shining jewel in your eyes

Hold me close, as years before you did
"My little darling", as you'd gently call me
Say
Let me feel you close again

Still here in the wardrobe lay the pieces of you
Fragments of your smell and fragments of your smile
And as I absorb you once again, it appears so true
Again, to me
You're around for a while
Again, to me, we're no longer in denial

Hold me close, as years before you did
"My little darling", kiss me on the cheek
Say
You'll whisper goodbye before you leave

The bruises burn bright all over my skin
And no longer I have you to heal
But the memory that insists to shout through the brim
Shows me I'm mature enough to steal the pain away
With everything we learned together
I wish I only managed to make you stay

Hold me close
As years before you did
But no, you're turning grey
Lost to memories of lively days
And though I feel you close, anytime
I'll help you to fly away

Watching the sky through the window of the kitchen
Whining again over your handwriting

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Fireworks

The lights are down, honey
But she always had fire upon her sleeve
Like fireworks your skies have never seen

Before the party's stated
In his eyes, so crystal clear
What he wishes in her nature
Powder-free

The lights are down, honey
But sparkling fuelled desire
in the dark
Tends not to disappear.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Fly

If I just wait here, will it be
Soon enough or too late for the stream
of memories to run from me?

The massacre, red spots in the snow
It's not my business

If I just wait here, will it be too late
Until I'm out in the cold streets
Lights bringing me to them as if I'm a weakened fly
Still warm somewhere lay my sheets
If I just wait here, will I get to the gate

The blessings, disguised in sweetened speeches
It's not my business

I'll wait here, until it is too late
This natural pastry landscape
It's only ice to my eyes
And now I realize what it has always meant
Warm inside, the bed still soft
My time all spent on the shades

I'll wait.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Lucy III

How well do you try it
Daily, weekly, monthly
Frequently deny it
The absence of your tries
Translucent, so lucid
Lucy you are
the greatest crush of them all

Confide me how well
You locked my sea into a shell
And hid it into your pocket of demises
Just so you know, I memorized the row
Of your dresses and disguises
Let me watch how well
You cast such brilliant spell
To keep your prelude and blow the finale
Translucent, so lucid
Lucy you are
the bay in which I chose to drown

Heard you're out of town
Why do you keep running away
I can't seem to know how
To keep on living this game

There was your suffering as well
You lost your way out
Of the personal hell
built for only yourself
Don't you think I remember?

Translucent, so lucid
Perspicuously running
Lucy

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Pearl

This pearl buried in me
Is mine and only mine
Inside it spins my blood
and within it lay little pieces of my own spine
Not even your monstruous ego can even try
To get near it
Or even steal it from the nest
Where it's safe and fine

This pearl buried in me
Many tried to get to it
But none ever had any success
Not even with all the rest and sleep in the world
I assure you, reach it you will not
For it is mine and only mine
As the rivers of blood through my own veins
and the little pieces that built up
my own spine

I'll scream it out
Loud and clear
As big as you want to be
You'll never reach it
You'll never reach it

And if this jewel receives any praise
It is my praise and only mine
The fire you try to show
It won't last any time
Without my sparkling pearl
Only mine
So there's no need in trying
To possess what can't be reached
But still you try and try
Keep practicing the game of insist

Until I scream it out
My sounds loud and clear
As big as you want to be
It will be high up in the sky,
for all to see
You'll never reach it
You'll never reach it

Never tired, I'll never sleep
My only pearl I'll forever keep
You'll never reach it

This jewel sown in me
Mine and only mine
no matter how brightly colored it can shine
As the hot red blood running
throughout my veins
And each bony part
of this solid spine.

Doméstica

No Brasil, a cada 15 segundos, uma mulher sofre violência doméstica
Brasil, a cada 15 segundos, uma mulher sofre violência doméstica
A cada 15 segundos, uma mulher sofre violência doméstica
Cada 15 segundos, uma mulher sofre violência doméstica
15 segundos, uma mulher sofre violência doméstica
Segundos, uma mulher sofre violência doméstica
Uma mulher sofre violência doméstica
Mulher sofre violência doméstica
Sofre violência doméstica
Violência doméstica
Doméstica


Francisco Bresolin

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Shore

She once teached him how
even the troubled and endangered
are able to love freely and healthfully
Though every time around
he still feels threatened by the creatures
of his longest dreams
Creatures of the sea

When asked about the veracity

of the rumors he found himself in
He sighed just to think
what else was there to do
but to hide away?
And pillows full of trust and dismay

I want you just near
As if we're about to merge into
A whole new picture

I want not to fear
Any of this love around me
To catch the wave as it turns
and ride each of the seven seas

Her bag layed on the nearest table
So he ran to steal it from the one
who stole his heart first
Years later they'd talk about
the logic of it all:
who was it the one to start the mess?

To be the one watching
To feel so icy
The chill of the fall

I want it all clear
To smell you just near
And finally watch it through the fog
Closer as never before
Let me know you in and out
Our bodies together on the ground
Reaching to a distant shore

And I'd drink you out until
We're only love
Troubled, endangered
and eternal.

Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Mischievously

When you knock on the door,
Don't warn me.
To be taken away from my foolish desires
is just what I aim for.
I am ashamed moments before
you enter me and the room around us
But still you water the way for me to slip in
This chaos of both our worlds
colliding.

Working silently, you keep on acting
Just like the mute wind through us blowing
Ending up mischievously behind my back
Chasing in me
The rare that you lack

Keep saying you know my talk,
you've rehearsed the way I walk
into your room
It's useless for sure
With the glow in your eyes diffusing
euphoria throughout
Knowing how swiftly I can do well
without you
Piece together your own poison
If only drunken with it you feel free
Charmed enough to take damage forgetting how sick

Working silently, you keep on acting
Just like the mute wind through us blowing
Ending up mischievously behind my back
Chasing in me
The rare that you lack

You plan an explosion
To b
low away the only remaining scar
Knowing the meaninglessness, when having won it
from the start
Ever since you were asked to stay.

Sunday, May 03, 2009

In and Out

The only thing that ever differed
the tasteful from the bitter
the stronger from the feebler
Was the flaming essence within
the surviving substance
The one to commence once
the willing itself subsides

Trying not to fight
Would it ever be that fair?
Not enough to suppress the shout
Of sides to decide
coming out

Will you hold it enough
To keep it in
Strong enough not to feel
Expectations underrun
The feeling you waited
To become something real

The feelings you're holding and trying to keep in
You're coming
The people you love and your efforts to keep from showing out
You're coming

In & out, from the inside, you are born
The everlasting storm, always burning
You have finally begun

From the start never to return.