I
I want you, lie,
in lonely nights
when my hands slide under the blanket
I dream of you
and wake up overflown
II
I can never get enough of you,
lie, I swallow you
in front of a bathroom mirror
as my sixty-sixth pill
on the last day
III
I stuff my pockets
with you, lie,
and hope that
they won't tear
IV
when you tie me up, lie,
hands to the clouds
feet straight in the ground
what am I left to do
than to overgrow in ivies
V
you lead my
clenched fists, lie,
right into the truth's face
and how foolishly
it turns the other cheek
VI
for thirty farthings
you shall never hand me over, lie,
i hold your Juda's necks
in tight collars
VII
I try you on, lie,
and I am so pretty
I am the paradise bird
I am the new Aphrodite
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Interesting...Curious to know what it's about...What is your comment "Juda's necks" in reference too?? The Biblical Judas?? Something else? PS--I'm sure Latvia is a lovely country. Thanks for sharing.
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Powerful voice here, this is very good. Grabs attention with the first stanza and doesn't let go. I particularly like the final two lines.
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I like the poem nice phrasing this is very good wow delightful fasinating amazing a really good read
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Very eye grabbing. It made me think of heroin addiction. Very nice phrasing.
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This is delightful. I have fascinated to hear you allegedly come from Latvia. I once spent a day in Leipaja and was amused to see drunkards lying in the streets. Perhaps it was payday.
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Liepāja, that is. Well yes, our society has a tiny alcohol problem in some regions, I can't deny that, but it's not as bad as it may seem; the most active drunkards are the British tourists who come to Latvia for their bachelor parties, pee on our national monuments and piss all the country off. Anyways, I feel really sorry for the fact that people who come to Latvia see only drunkards and cheap whores although I guess that is how we fail at representing ourselves. Eh, screw that.
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Unfortunately I don't have a "ā" on my typewriter. I also have to say that the drugged/drunken teenage girls I saw propping up the walls in Liepāja (Yeeeehaaa I got the ā!) and pissing against them before falling over, seemed to be Latvians (at least they didn't have a Union Jack on their T-Shirts). Maybe they were sent by the Lithuanian Tourist Board to blacken the Latvian image.
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Ghh, you're abusing my national pride. Were you there when the Baltic Beach Party took place? I hope this can explain a lot. xD
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