Posts Tagged ‘poetry’

shell. shadow.

October 10th, 2011 | batsandbows

we live in patterns of threads that pull on eachother. remove one, and you might get a hole. destroy several, and you might not have a fabric anymore. sure, you say, what i draw is obvious. look at the fabric though, its part pretty, part ugly. the linen threads amongst the leather braids, it sure is tempting to let leather be left behind. oh see how the linen matches itself and does it all right! only to swallow the blandness, the dullness and porosity of the cleaned up view. her conistency that threw carbonic acid through your veins has bled out, and curls up in tamed obliteration.

the washed out cloth is stitching leather back in now.

photo/text/model: christina agnæss // theartofbatsandbows

it is not worth it

July 17th, 2011 | batsandbows

wanting to hold every ocean, trying to stroke every ray of light,

the shell of your sun more fragile by every line you write, by every statement you glorify
you can not see it
blinded by all over fireflies of short flashes

her skin is tearing, blood loss and salty water spill

you reach out, to feed every firefly. oh how they sparkle!
throwing dices
in the shadows she clings to the armouring of the world
they all watch as organs fail, nails explode and joints let go

the fireflies still enchanting
your sun at her last stage

small bugs will not keep you warm, when your neglected torch has fled.

christina / theartofbatsandbows

endless defendless

June 24th, 2011 | batsandbows

photos: christina / theartofbatsandbows // model: tori

soft pellets of blooming ammunition
rips and cuts of sweetness, barely avoided staying here tonight
at the bleeding end, i will kiss you there

taste sweeter when bleeding

April 5th, 2011 | batsandbows

exasperated, that i avoid nourishing myself
yet so fascinated by the darkest souls

criticising my destructiveness
while attracted to lost butterflies

i polish my edges, quit my poison and reach for higher
you get bored this way and leave the hunt

let me offend you, i will hurt you, and i will be the one you’ll always long for.
Dark, messed up, endless and seductive

christina / theartofbatsandbows

midnight minutes do not wait

November 4th, 2010 | batsandbows

i know the pearls of red embodies mint and grace

swing your hips, wave that flag

these drums will play forever

breathe breathe dare

September 20th, 2010 | batsandbows

tracing up the same old steps.
you know the vibe is tasting more and more like what you escaped last round.
would you go there again? would you crawl there again?

ray of sun, sugar rush and expensive thoughts.
we drink the unknown
we addict

distrust aside
this bittersweet confession
so much the same, so strong, so vounerable.
and then dare to love

photo: Rino Engdal
text and model: batsandbows