i dont know anything.
im cold confused and scared.
walking aimlessly through
the dark
crying and humming hymns
to myself knowing i
cannot hear past the
ravenous wind
watching me through the
bushes
not attempting to hide
well
i know nothing of this moment
but that i hymn your tune
you in the bushes
i hymn your tune...
give me one kiss
then kill me
give me one soft
pillow kiss
then kill me
again and
again
and again
until you know i am in
this trance that we
call love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Scarily similar to one of the poems I have in my notebook, which uses the lines 'Kiss me, cutie / Kill me, cutie.' Very good. I like the cold, ominous imagery.