Lucius
från Halmstad
Dagbok
Dagbok - Oktober 2007
Torsdag den 4 Oktober 2007
The messiah of shanty town street
She naked on the inside and wonderous to the world. Born in the shadows of shanty town street, where no real people could see her where no-one could hear her baby wails. For the mother all numb to the world, starved out her hunger through the holes in her hands, and the holes in her mother’s arms.
surviving childhood against the odds she journeyed into teenage life, with feelings carved from stone and a hot pulsating heart, coated in lead. A heart which compelled her to move away from the paperbox homesteads and seek her family’s fortune in the concrete and neon palaces of this mini-skirt messiah.
She bore the shame of the men she met with pride, keen to provide for the mother’s snow-white obsession she never shared. but she shared things with the men, things she couldn’t see and couldn’t feel in the beginning. Things which sprouted wings and grew in the hollow space inside her body.
She told people that the brown spots came from the dirt on the inside and she couldn’t wash it away no matter how hard she tried. And when she died, the dirty things had infected every part of her body, except for the heart, for that was coated in lead and could not be touched by the dirt of men.
And when her eyes finally closed a new-born baby cried for the very first time in shanty town street. |
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