behind words on posters
buttoning up my desires of a phoenix
with a spared woman’s eye
where I am vigilance on your eyelids
where morning tears a star
my little bloom doesn’t deserve a word
- shame burns my masquerade
satisfaction lasts only until dawn
and my outspoken blood mutates
my rampage gets worse half way through - God stops me for a few days to retire
I block myself all my silence too
let me be warmed up by your dawning fire
I wish I knew what my voice was hiding
fresh mercy tears my soul’s depth
your voice stops me crying
because I was just your tyrant-breath
I make way for my narrow desires’ path
to raise the tiny voice up - daybreak wakes you up at midnight
as the universes were put in orbit unstuck
I tried to live according to your wishful vision
where nights and days are siblings
your body is an unseen prison
just behind words on posters’ printing
Manolis Aligizakis 