Him Her Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

You ran away with the cake again well done

we ive got a big one aces high

Tumble in the meadow for her every whim

Again just an image


The truth a storm


The solution the crystal river designs the course through the dafodils to gods mirror

some allegory of perfect beauty,


consult the god of yearning questionaires
consult the pink clouds

consult the yellow flowers in the green valley

Kiss her on the lips dont miss, a thing of the vaporous being

Words of hate words of love

under the weeping wilow by the river


images and black holes

spontenaity of premeditation

sugestion of aces, still waiting for my body to utter

pink cloud rubber ball in blue

i love you

can i sit beside you

be crucified by you

lick your dreamy phantom

touch your flesh

Say hello these flowers pink carnations for you