Anne Jensen Poems
- 59 Seconds The loft is open and vide Trying to avoid a ...
- No Doubts Carefully screaming for air Not to mention; who ...
- Rearrangements A radio flies above my head You thought we ...
- A Girlfriend Ripping a flower Collecting my power Try not ...
- Blood On My Knees Supercontrol is my name I guess it no ...
- The Secret Card The seducer is hunting her arms Overwhelming...
- The Defence She seeks and finds What was ever behind? Too...
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The loft is open and vide
Trying to avoid a bite
Strawberries are smashed on a spoon
Looking out from a wound
Being myself on a dish
Hunting around like wish
Trying to be stupid and to ease the pain
Who denies cocaine?
The earth is getting close
A rush goes through my nose
This powder is soaking me up
A fingertip reaches for the top
The painting is all over my face
Hands who wants to embrace
Starters who came by
Just a trembling why
Do you undestand my circle?
A bloody smile will curdle
Try not to be less than a minute