Poetry by john sweet & Photography by Alexandrina Ana, II
In the dark, waiting
Screams until the car rolls over,
until her body is crushed
and this is not art.
This is not immortality.
Wait until all of your fingers have
been broken before you place
the brush to the canvas.
Wait until your lover has his
foot on your throat
before you try to speak.
Tell him that none of us were
ever meant to be beautiful.
Not the only room, but the wrong room.
The wrong time. Thin walls and the tv up loud,
your mother’s boyfriend with his free hand
over your mouth, and not just once, of course,
because an addiction is an addiction.
Anger becomes desperation, desperation
is power, everyone survives. Five years pass,
and then ten. The truth is a fist, then an open
hand. It matters, and then it doesn’t.
Jesus, we are all so fucking wrong.
john sweet, b. 1968, opposed to all organized religions and fad diets. most recent collection is THE CENTURY OF DREAMING MONSTERS (Lummox Press, 2014). a believer in hope in limited amounts. an empty vessel. the one true prophet of holy sunlight.
Alexandrina Ana is a photographer from Bucharest, Romania. Her work was previously exhibited on December 1, 2013, in the city of Alba Iulia, on the occasion of the National Day. To view more of Alexandrina’s photography, please visit Deviant Art and 500px.