Treasure Island

Niko Tiliopoulos


Who is this creature
that possesses my dreams
and drives me to destruction?

The pearls of her eyes
are hitting me,
the bullets of a serial killers.

Ten knives
of ivory fingers on her hands
are puncturing my soul.

The snakes of Medusa her hair
spit hedonistically
their juices in me.

In front of her I feel weak
as she is calling me,
the song of the Sirens
on her lips.

I cannot stand this crucifixion.

I broke the sand-clock
and sipped its sand
but I only managed
to dry up my thirst.

Ethereal nymph, why are you fighting me?

Submitted: Friday, October 13, 2006
Edited: Saturday, October 16, 2010

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  • Roger Bowman (1/31/2007 2:53:00 AM)

    Again Miss Nightmare be careful cause The Godfather of your source who is my alter ego will come and kick ur ass.

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