Sylvia Hennequin 2007 ©

This is no love this is sex 

The boys on the bridge
Told them it was love
And he said:
“This is no love,
This is sex.”
Later he repeated:
“This is sex.”
Saved from an incomprehensible accident
He took her everywhere
Pushed her to give up her little sexdolls
While she could only think of the unpredictable sea. 

A lavatory tale 

Everywhere around
The filth up to my knees
Please let me find one
Nice and save and clean
I’m craving for relief
Needfully needs need
Release
All these places suck
Passing by passed water
It makes me want to puke
Explosion of the head
Trying to end this tale
Till a next night.

Black water 

Diving into black water

Disgusting
Being flooded with emotions 

The nightmare of the wallpaper