You Don't Like To Know
what I feel
You're too young to sit at home, my darling
Use a layer of make-up
Apply a little here and there with the brush on your face
Don't forget the eyeliner.
A blush on your cheeks
Bruises and scratches
A cloth over your head
Let's cover up the baldness
Come on, crazy girl, dress up
It's Carnival!
I've been saving all year in my local pub
Enough to get drunk
A whole night, a week without worries
Let's dance to the beat of the music
Hopsasa Hopsasa let's be happy.
Don't pull such a sour face, stupid woman.
This is the time of the year
The party to give the beast inside its freedom.
Unabashedly pinching butts and breasts
Hooking arms, we are dancing
Spontaneously, I kiss the mouths of strangers.
With my pants on my knees.
What did I tell you?
You don't have to be in Venice,
Portugal or Brazil
Don't look so prudish, grumpy girl
Make something out of your life for a change.
28.2.2025
@wakeupkitty
You carry poetry in your soul. It is fresh and daring what you write. It is an escape from routine, from social masks and it is the chaos between bruises and makeup, the apparent freedom “pinching asses and breasts without modesty”.
It is not an innocent celebration. It is the experience of a spectator who is also a judge. It is the painting with words (sometimes crude) of reality and ephemerality.
Among the essence of chaos (you can be anywhere), is freedom universal? Or are we only conditioned by appearances and emotions?
Don't stop writing.
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I have bad experiences with carnival, having lived in a small town in Germany where drunk men do as described and women's house keys are thrown together. The key a man chooses is the one you spend the night with. 🤮
This was the night of the witches' ball. All the women dress up as witches and wear witches' masks and have another and in each house a schnapps 🤢 before arriving at the ball where a village of drunken unattractive men wait to have free sex. A party so drunk and smelly that they fall on you and have no idea where they are, what they are doing and if you put a foot aside they fall to the ground like a sack of rotten potatoes and ruin your dress.
This place was punished by the church, it was not allowed to be celebrated in history. So they didn't do it until some smart guy said, Let's celebrate it a week earlier, and they still do.
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Tengo malas experiencias con el carnaval, ya que he vivido en una pequeña ciudad de Alemania donde los hombres borrachos hacen lo que se describe y las llaves de las casas de las mujeres se tiran juntas. La llave que elige un hombre es con la que pasas la noche. 🤮
Era la noche del baile de las brujas. Todas las mujeres se disfrazan de brujas y se ponen máscaras de brujas y se toman otra y en cada casa un aguardiente 🤢 antes de llegar al baile donde un pueblo de hombres borrachos y poco agraciados esperan para tener sexo gratis. Una fiesta tan borracha y maloliente que te caen encima y no tienen ni idea de dónde están, qué hacen y si pones un pie a un lado caen al suelo como un saco de patatas podridas y te estropean el vestido.
Este lugar fue castigado por la iglesia, no se permitió celebrarlo en la historia. Así que no lo hicieron hasta que un tipo listo dijo, vamos a celebrarlo una semana antes, y todavía lo hacen.
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@mikitaly
https://x.com/wakeup_kitty/status/1895577155301752897
I didn't know that you would participate. But, when I saw your entry, I directly enter to see what you would have to say about the picture.
I think I expected what I read. It is probably the opposite of what I wrote. Your post is more of joyful and happy.
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If I write I write but I can never participate since I pay the prizes.
I wouldn't say that my entry is about joy and happiness. The face of the lady shows the opposite. Look at her mouth. Hurt, disapprovement, uncomfortable?
Not the eyes only are the mirror of the soul.
❤🍀
You know what they say. Rules are made to be broken!
JK.. I get you.. And I can say about the lady's famous that it shows a lot of "disappointment". I guess that this feeling can be seen more than any other.
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You know what I notice and what still baffkes e after all those years? How hard it is to observe a pucture and describe what is seen and felt.
I read the weirdest rgings like: look at the happy faces of my childen and a picture of two extremely unhappy children are shown.
I notice it is hard to see and explain expressions which makes me wonder if this is also cultural. Is it for example impossible for black people to recognize a smiling, happyor concerned face if it comes to white people.
I notice the same for animal behaviour. I was taught Asians see (literally) different but I doubt it unless I share their eyes.
@mikitaly