I might have heard about a Queendom
beautiful, savage and yet undiscovered
a large land of rock and red lakes
no green light will allow you to step further
The Queendom holds an unusual shape
two strong itsmos wave a no-man welcome
the itsmos are long, wild, almost organic
they extend for miles to the cliffs of the island
to converge in scarlet woods shining like flames
into the woods a deep breach
will be found and winter lies inside
though this winter is not a cold dead place
but warm as the evening sun
where heaven and hell collide
Head north, leave the woods behind
across a desert of white sand
look left for what is known as
the elbow of doom
look right for the hands of Love
the name gives the shape
strangers in a strange land
wild mountain ranges to walk
such an honour to fall from
and be only able to say
yes please thank you do it again
Towards the two hills of Soul
step into the darkest regions
that compose the valley of Death
enjoy the views of all you've walked
because once started, no way back
only fire awaits beneath the North Star
did you hear that?!
sky shakes with every explosion
coming from the sleeping volcano
face-shaped with dark red lava as hair
the most beautiful thing I've ever seen
stars fight at night just to crown the top
no towers with crying princess in here
only a Crimson Queen and her Queendom
Now, I've spent years planning
how to access this impossible land
many dared and died here
just say goodbye to continental life
but I'll say, for all I have studied it
the first second setting forth in the shore
will be the best second ever experienced
even if Death awaits just after
I'll dare into the Crimson Queendom
armed only with my voice
just to experience
the ASMR of the entire world
Autonomous sensory meridian response (ASMR) is an experience characterized by a static-like or tingling sensation on the skin that typically begins on the scalp and moves down the back of the neck and upper spine.
And so
with no plans of going anywhere
no chance of meeting anytime
not even home at some point
there is no home anymore
for you
with dying eyes I saw for years
how you did all those things
Athens in a day
all them Gods surrounded
while you held their moon on your toes
who would not
all the creeps, the ill ones
the poor, the gifted, the damned
streets of Lima waving white flag
of rendition
all for you
I won't speak about Italy here
no sympathy for them
wankers
I'll show you where to conquer next
Prague, Copenhagen and
maybe somewhere in Scotland
not the Highlands
power is mighty there
but
if you ever needed back up
ask for a poem
that's all I can do
only way to get to you
to know the way to
the court of the Crimson Queen
I've had my share of
deeply damaged ones
I said I wouldn't talk to
deeply traveller ones
stupidly photogenic
when they climb
ancient Inca ruins
like some modern Tintin
but when have I done
anything I promised?
Fuck off here we go
I'm deeply jealous of
your bloody travels
and stupid volunteering
such a stupid thing I
did for a year and
couldn't appreciate
but you do and now
I see things different
You've showed me that
I'm jealous about
the way you live as well
or at least how you
tell that to the world
even if you don't realize
is such a good thing
it gets somewhere
where my heart was once
instead of this old rock
which does not roll
and it pains me
the way you say
you are feeling now
because that shouldn't be
but it is and it exists and
we'll have to work on that
meanwhile let me walk
among you
or at least a mile away
still got a lot to learn
you're good at showing
supremacy lives
such a pity it
goes to bed so early
Hate to say what I'll say here
Often I think about it
Lilke a sting in the brain
And never heals
And never goes away
My curse forever
In a cursed land
Gladly I'd leave
Anywhere far but
Denmark is quite close
Endlessly it shines
Crowned country
Regrets none
It will haunt you
Surely if you go
Vigils at night
And hiding by day
You won't need that there
Aarhus is far
Lifes counted by thousands
Unnoticed they remain
Jack the Ripper wouldn't last
Oh not a single day
Not a chance for the guy
Away from London
Don't you feel the same?
In a country without Death
Extremely boring for me
Though you'd like it
Enjoy the company
Valuable friend
Altive but kind inside
Mostly caffeine and hate
Inherit her wisdom
Rarely she shares but
And forget I'll say it
Remember her advices
Learn everything you can
And trust her
Stay safe
Try living for once
Experience it
Taste coffee at Paludan's
And if the room is for 10
Shall be it
Just take a shower
lay down and wait
I know I say it quite often
please trust me here
It'll be finished before
you fall asleep
Though I don't know
how long you'll last
and you won't know
where I'm going
how long I've wait
now is happening
welcome to my kingdom
walk among us
citologies not allowed
we don't like that here
but we like other stuff
can't you hear it?
noise embraces you
flowing from the walls
flowing as the words
crawling your skin
spell almost finished
I'll listen everything
you want to say
as you may suspect
words have power here
You can sleep now
you'll need it tomorrow
no food no drink no walks
but a demon witch in
don't be afraid
she just likes to hang around
she'll tell you my secrets
all of them
all the times I promised I'd last
but failed once again
lasted too long
that terrible time
waiting for the train
when she turned back
and my soul fell trapped
in the rails
and kept there for a while
I always tell that story
is a good one
there are some good ones
quite an interesting life
all I ever wanted to have
quite successful eh
demon witch would like
to know if you're
having fun here
she is such a good host
she likes to host
you know how
can't you hear her coming?
she has been near you
quite a long time now
even if you didn't know
well, I knew
sorry if I said nothing
but you had to see it
a red light in your room
all those years ago
flowing, shining
ready to get you
to get through your
vivid dreams
and like a snake
grab your ovaries
infinity lies here
no way out
awake
for a crimson queen
Tell me you remember that time
800 years ago today
Marvel closed Cockburn St.
Yeah at the time streets had names
well damn right as this
anyway they were shooting a film
Avengers part 86 or so
we had a wee shop there so
the team needed a light and
some of us volunteered to
be there 6 to 6 while
the stars shone up and down
please say you remember
I took you by the hand
Or so I tried before you
stepped back laughing
well thing is that we
managed to sneak
in trough the out door
invaders in Hollywoodland
in their awful lot of crap
who likes Marvel anyway
gotta be a big time loser
DC's Vertigo is the stuff
do yourself a favour
READ some Swamp Thing
Bernie Wrightson died that day
check his artwork - masterpiece!
A-N-Y-W-A-Y
we were lying in the shop
behind the counter
in love with the radiator
after watching couple of hours
shooting the same scene all over again
we got bored
I think I put some music
some good old Bobby Dylan
he is still alive though
I spoke some nonsense
you said quite interesting things
recalling some old friends
some ghosts
while you danced slowly for me
a bus who feared transgenders
mistery words tattooed on your ribs
I'd like to read them once more
an endlessly barking dog
a pathetic but successful millionaire
taking on the entire world
a golden blonde sex I won't forget
Beatriz Viterbo lost forever
children drowned in poverty
working to feed rich kids
I'd avenge them now
just if there were any of them alive
but always too late
as you said back then
I looked so deep but
once you get into me
you could take me as if
I was a subjectbook
start erasing paragraphs
one after another
highlighting only the
important stuff for the test
but there was none
me completely erased
hope you passed the exam
you never said anything so
I guess you did
just let me know if
there would be another
Avengers movie happening
next week in Cockburn St.
you'd come with me
I'd be happy with that
This one is about you
the first of many
I could be wrong but
I know the way from here
always the same
I'll start writing about you
just to release all the
words acumulating here
*points his head*
all these words about you
that started growing
a while ago and
quite fast recently
so if I don't write anymore
it won't be deliberated
so it you end this
it could be deliberated
but I honestly won't
stop thinking about it
this is my curse
tell me yours
cause I'm trying to guess
and please if I can
ask you, please even if
I have to beg I'll beg
don't reveal your secrets
I won't speak about fire anymore
I promess, just don't
I want to get to know them
I want to get to know you
to be cursed by you
anyway I'll be cursed by anything
quite experienced by now
don't know how to do it
if there is another way
just curse me, won't you
make all the old songs
be around us
give them a new meaning
like that time years ago
awake in a cave by a lake
daydreaming in water
rape my thoughts
and curse me again
