Nirvanas in a Red light District

“I'm not a body with a soul, I'm a soul that has a visible part called the body.” 

― Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes

Somewhere in a defamed street

behind the neon lights

 De Wallen- the walls

amidst eyes and bodies

I looked for souls
the wounds of the heart
that we try to patch
with moments
of flesh

Window displays 

of bodies

and copulation
fantasy extended
beyond fanatasy

the voyeurs see mirrors

I see myself 

clearly as a woman

and suddenly know 

that the hands which

will hold me together

and the hands 

that will grope
me violently

will often be the same 

Life like a

LIVE sex show

pre-paid

no returns guaranteed
pleasure is subjective
Desire is a cigarette burning fast

Right there along with

the rosse buurt 

in the Zeedijk

a Buddhist temple

incense & prayer flags

and brief Nirvanas

I felt best

scattered in a 
red light district !