The breezy summer night pricked the hair on her skin.
Though he did not have a physical grip on her any more, his hands still tied the knots in her stomach.

Sonne.

Though the sun doesn’t blaze into our bed,
I am consumed by warmth.
Perchance it is from you?
Your strong figure pressed against mine.
Perchance it is from inside myself…

You’ve always told me I glow when I smile.
 I smile like that when I think of our future.
Your arms around me,
Softly and securely,
Make me smile like that.

We don’t need the sun here.

 

Genesis

I never trusted you from the day
you said “I love you”.
Your Amphisbaena tongue
dripping with the poison of your words.
I am not Eve, nor Adam.

You have no power over me.

The Death of the Accordionist.

Inhalation in, exhalation out. This is how I once walked, in time with the accordionist’s apparatus. Twice every day I did pass him. A bushy halo surrounded his elliptical head, shielding whatever secrets lay below. The solemn sound reciting songs, protests and, at one time, hope. Thought not today.  The mechanically worked sound of a Bob Dylan tune carries through the streets, through the whispers and speculations of anonymous faces. “Atomic bomb”, “Spy”, “War”, “Annihilation” all create mushroom clouds of warm breath in the cold air as I wade through the crowds. Side-glancing, shady figures in dank doorways loom as the crowd moves in unison towards the tele-boards, broadcasting the lastest of the situation. Static cut through the tense, fearful air and the crowd falls deathly still.

This is the beginning of a piece I have created and is based on the atmosphere and the tension of the Cold War period. I’ve set it in a pre-apocalyptic setting which could work as a prequel to the works of Ray Bradbury, especially There Will Come Soft Rains, and another story “If I Forget Thee, Oh Earth” by Arthur C. Clarke. It reflects a time that permeates anxiety and trust-less despair.

My well wishes

For all the writers out there,

I wish there will always be a pen in your hand, paper on your desk and a warm caffeinated  beverage in your stomach.

Peace.