Nov
22
Monsters of Beauty
Where’s your shame:
barging into dreams,
torturing with beauty?
© 2009 Constantine Kulakov
eatpoetry
20 years old. district of columbia. live poetry.
constantine.kulakov@gmail.com
Posts tagged dreams
Nov
19
Real or Unreal
Every night, before going to sleep,
I don’t need it. I set it down, my phone.
This is something towers can’t transfer;
no text message has such use.
Instead, I open my imaginary pill case,
and let out winged, imaginary happys—
i send them to all, to descend midst
the mush of brains, unclasping for dreams.
© 2009 Constantine Kulakov
Nov
10
street song
wallets with bills,
head full of pills,
metal cars and
lonely bedsheets.
see me limp by
then say the “Hi.”
i’ll never know you.
so better: “Goodbye.”
friends, it’s not souls.
just the goals, the goals…
we’re sleeping,
dreaming,
american dreams.
© 2009 Constantine Kulakov
