MachineGun against The Moon

*Somebody hates me..
firing their rotten fingers..
against my pureness..
I know… their tides ascending..
suffocating their groans..
of unconscious drunkards..
and they cannot tell the moon..
from the balloon.
And when the tides descend…
so … do
all their sexes…
green of envy…
at the magnificent eclosion
of Life within Woman Submission…

Shoot their essence..
as they would shoot… the moon.
Without fences of ignorance..
they spill Life..
as if it were an excess..
of what they do not..
get..
by a simple lips´smack.

May be…
they will be…
in their..
“Dark Night of the Soul”..
but… God..
How noisy could this be!
Rosa Cobos*

© Copyright Rosa Cobos 2008 . All rights reserved

MachineGun against The Moon

RosaCobos

Bilbao, Spain

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Artist's Description

Against male culture vision….
Feminist by default….
I feel that one can fight as much as one can with one ´s own limits and heart and mind. Images and poetry are a pathway for it… music is a pathway… I am marching on with my voice with this chorus of extraordinary people.. congruent.. implied with their hearts and minds.. faithful to a dream.. of changing this “male culture”… this uncounscious nightmare of greed and lust… with the appereance of patriotism and religion.

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