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Henrich Ferdinand Jelínek

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Pools, pools
Pools, so many
Pools and somehow
I’m not drowning in
Any of them, No, theirs
Is the tar I bathe in
Pits, where lovers
Deigned to stand, wholly
Affected, wrought,
Contorted, motioning
Along the vines, in serpentine
Embraces, bending
Sepulchral wrists, asynchronous
Touches, meeting
Their glances, as the
Hills weep
Bereft of
Auspice

Wash me,
Off taken in Heartbeat City by @henrichferdinand

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2 months ago

Look at
Our necks,
It’s there, something
We bury, every
Summer, beneath
Princess bloodlines
Coursing through
Veins and roses,
Roses, in such
A delicate
Row one could
Almost mistake
Them for
Affection but
It’s all just, because,
Somewhere, in those
Silences, our truths
Were almost
Even by @henrichferdinand

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3 months ago

There’s something
Written here, about
Embraces, perhaps
About how
Freely, we choose
To love, but
We weren’t asked, so
We’re left only
With the soft
Eloquence, of our
Touch by @henrichferdinand

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5 months ago

I’ll just
Leave this
Here, along
With all the
Things we
Didn’t yet
Get to say, but
Soon I’m sure
We’ll find
Our way, far into
Some other, form
We’ll follow
And then we’ll
Know, if it was
Really
Felt by @henrichferdinand

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6 months ago

Motion
Is a word
I’ve used
So much, I’ve almost
Forgotten what
It actually once
Meant, to
Graze a knuckle
With a fingertip
So gently as
Though it
Were almost
An affront, but
To then see
A smile paint
Lips so curved
They sing merry
Songs on
Brisk evenings in the
Longest distances of
Shores and
You can’t help but
Feel like
A gift had been
Received taken in Down Town by @henrichferdinand

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7 months ago

Something warlike, in the
Air, I guess
o7’s in the chat, boys
Salute the
Passing years, we’re
Moving ceaselessly
Into anything
That’ll have us, we’ll
Spread the love, literally
Ablaze, leaning, let
Us at least
Remember, fondly
When the smoke
Settles by @henrichferdinand

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8 months ago

This is
It, it’s fawns
Frolicking on
Concrete floors, it’s
The absence of
Of flaw in
The curvature
Of your shoulders, it’s
Some promise that
Tomorrow, surely
Things will be different
And if not, then
At least we tried, to
Act as if, and the way
It all went down, surely
Won’t be held against us
Should we go to
Court, we’d wear
Tennis whites, I’m
Certain, it’s
Nothing, but still
I’d like you
To consider by @henrichferdinand

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10 months ago

Quiet tears that
Run like a brook, faintly
Coiling through the
Hills, gently
Caressing even
The most soiled of
Faces that wagered
To pass, long
Before their crimes were
Certain, rinsed them
A saintly clean, so
Vestal their birthright
Paled, amid these
Coniferous walls where
I am waiting
Still taken in Morava by @henrichferdinand

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a year ago

Bambini di Praga, year
Unknown but we
Presume it must
Have been sooner, rather
Than later, still lessons,
Stains, irremovable without
Violating the substance of
The fabric, hum
Gently along the
Immaculately maintained
Railings, butressing
The quivers of longing
Uttered quietly, in
The muted corridors
Of this passage taken in Hlavní město Praha by @henrichferdinand

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a year ago

Bookends, no
Not the record, this
Is literal
Wildcat-sitting, but
Still I’d like
To see a face seeing
In eyes, just
How, the book
Ends by @henrichferdinand

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2 years ago

Leaving
On a
Prayer, as though
It were
Merely
A strategy by @henrichferdinand

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2 years ago

Holding court at @stallmann.galleries

Picture by the incomparable @adjoaanji by @henrichferdinand

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2 years ago