I Have A Power

I have a power

in spite of the crushers

to remain in parts

to flatten the surface

to become better 

©Kristy Rulebreaker

A Pigeon Who Wants To Be A Human

A pigeon wants to be a human

He is looking at me while I am sitting and writing

He is trying to enter, because he would like to join

but he is hitting the window glass with his head

He is looking again and he is begging me to let him enter

I am pretending I can't hear his request

I don't want him to poop on my bed

I wonder why a pigeon wants to be a human

He has the wings. What else could he need?

Maybe in his head he is a human

and he wants what he can't have

I am looking at the pigeon and I say

Give me your wings, then enter and write

but he is cooing: I am not that crazy

He is leaving and everyone follows their path

©Kristy Rulebreaker

Unwrap Yourself

Unwrap yourself

Don't break yourself

Don't create your barriers

Don't glue yourself to the bricks

Don't squeeze yourself

Release your imagination

Release your limbs

Release your soul

Unwrap yourself

Be all you are

except your brakes

Be endless love

Unwrap yourself

©Kristy Rulebreaker

The Day of Laments

Our batteries ran out

We didn't bring the chargers

We hanged our electronic wings

and established the day of laments

We started the sequence

of the songs of laments

until at the end

your turn came

You rejected singing that way

You said your world was not rotten

You said you knew the song

that could make people want to fly

You punched us hard

as the hammer punch the ice

With your song with honey taste

you ruined our day of laments

©Kristy Rulebreaker

Sincere Feelings

I put on a clean shirt

I had to stain it

I had to leave a symbol

of my personality

I had to cry
The stain reminded me

of the collapse

of our love

Caring souls surrounded me

Told me not to cry

Why they were never

bothered by my smile?

The fear must be the reason

why the people feel uneasy

when they watch the decorations

of sincere feelings

©Kristy Rulebreaker

Outrageous

It's outrageous

what I cook here

My pot looks boundless

It's outrageous

The salt is not near

I stir without fear

It's outrageous

My meal has no frontier

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But What to Expect from People?

The cracked sky is listening without prejudices

to my words and is trying to understand

but what to expect from people?

They can't see my bruise before

they are hit with the same stone

The cracked sky had listened

to crates and crates of human's problems

It always had put others at the first place

but what to expect from people?

Thank you so much cracked sky!

Even I wouldn't listen to you that way

even though I know how cracked you are

Thank you for your love without stain!

But what to expect from people?

©Kristy Rulebreaker