Hollow unfollow

(nofollow)
All those hours at the office
When I still was just a colleague
We did so good work together
It was an inspirational time

My mistake was to friend
Then came your bullshit feelings
Unaware, I naively thought of it mutual
Listen, keep secrets, stand up for
Qualities of friendship
Right when you needed it

You never could handle
My liberal independent spirit
My love life
(ignore)

You got rational arguments on a plate
In return High tea with cakes of flakiness, a mask of wit with pity sugar
You brought me chemical perfume acid boils my veins
Smells good but nevertheless toxic
(delete)

Is the conservative way of leaving
Erase-Unfollow-Neglect-Unfriend
Apparently
You couldn't have given less fucks about me
(escape)

Unemployed

How long can you
Stand on one leg
Doing the chicken dance

Break your bones

Since when were my belongings
defined as yours?
We've never even met
Still, you thought that shiny
Brand new bike
Should make your knees hurt instead

Stapler VS Suit

Hollow eyes

Full suit pockets

Backslick and smug

You forgot how long

It took to clean up the ashes last time around

Be water

When 

Friendship drizzles

Family drops

Work pours

Home rains

Love drowns you

</3

Imagine virtual intoxication for a month
Then the hangover

Sex offender paradise

His smile and the intense look
Pierced my soul slowly
Blending white teeth through years of tanned loneliness (or limitless, as my phone thinks we ought to call it)

In his country, you can hold hands for a month. Managing frustration smiling.
They have genitalia in theory but never in practice. Reading books never got anything done anyway

PK poem

Your jokes
Choke me
Coffee pulse
Go down my stomach

Pink lips

Pink lips and nails
All over
You ate all of me
(No leftovers)

I didn't see you coming
My way
On the outside
Mocking my guts
But I think you like me

Like a mermaid
In terribly mismatching clothes
Free, at a glance
Tight and tied in other angles

It's not that I don't like it. I find it repulsive

I hate (consequences)

You act for a living

Sunflowers on a field of autumn. Green leaves with orange tips crying. Winter won't have mercy on you.

I lust, you sweat
You joke, I laugh
Sing along on the road
I hurt, you freeze
Boom.
If this scared you, Armageddon will melt your soul.

We danced so fine, drenched in ketchup. It would make a good painting.

I (de)code for a living. You don't.

Circles

Intertwined in beautiful colors, where that man runs with fire

And there's gold.

Why do all jewelers giggle

And say that it's light

When no one falls in love because it's heavy 

Eli

Gå annanstans
Far hem
Det finns ingen annan än Eli här
Inte hela hon vill dig väl

Gå ut i skogen
Plocka svamp
Eller nä, hjortron menar jag
Guld som blir orange damm i ett skogshav

Stoftet lägger sig, stilla
Hur ska du överleva?
Hon ser dig.

Måla ditt ansikte med björksav
(Du vet, jag är allergisk)
Skyl ditt hjärta innan hon
Slukar dig hel

This is why

Persuasion and his mother
Came to my table and dined
In the spur of a restless moment
With few boundaries outlined

Another day, human blood
Veins crave very little solitude
These days
They don't let much pass

Breaking the wall, all laws of reason
Only to find that pig in a (hay)s(t)ack
You should've had more baskets
For those eggs

We sat on solid ground
Since there's no grass
I'm like that machine
That flattens asphalt

My heart is a monster
Like Eli the vampire
Just can't get enough
She's going for blood again and again

Mesmerising how the flaws
Of your character
Seem reborn regardless of
How many marathons I run

The fundamental willingness of dying exposed in toxic uselessness
Lacks commitment but wants half the cookie

I troubleshoot and find problems
Just like you see my parents
Through those atheist
Goggles of yours

@dum

Vad tänker du på? Hur det kommer sig att du hamnar där gång efter gång, under samma sång och sinnestrång står du där emellan deras jävla bång och känslor och raseri med omfång som ingen en gång hade gissat att du kunnat. Gedig en omgång med slag mentalt, misären är för strong, allt bra har ett slut, sparka bakut och inget kommer ut, du är fast i livets rävspel en rävsax och MUTE, fuck you.

Fritt fall.

Vissa spel förlorar man genom att inte spela. Livet blir tråkigt utan all in.

16 juli 2014

The sun never hurt, until now
The let down, followed by emptiness
The come down, followed by flight mode reverse
Clinging, cringing, crying.
Behind shades
As that mesmerizing tan kept burning
It was all counterfeit
An impossible paradox
How much you wanted me
As I made it impossible
Dreams are useless until they form into plans
And plans always fail
We will make a good story, or two
Nevertheless
I cannot believe your breath was taken away
By me
(From me)

9 juli 2014

Ramadan falnar, kroppar svalnar, svälter
Emellanåt.

Du är varmare än allt
Blixten i mitt huvud
Vi dansar bland träd, disk, lakan, nattåg
När du är naken är du som vackrast
Skör, transparent, gränslös, törstig

Ditt kön som trots allt är en konstruktion
Blir så viktigt trots sin illusion, ett hologram
Liksom bilden du var, skenet som lekte men inte bedrog
En spegel av mänsklighet, identitet, verklighet

Hjärtat trilskas i snålblåsten av
Det där, hur man ska begripa sig på
Allt som inte sägs
Ta för givet, men undvika klaveret

Stalka inte, men var nyfiken
Bli inte beroende, men luta dig emot
Vi tävlar i vem som säger mest
Mellan raderna

På en liten spindeltråd