Cutting the fight?
Killing the light!
Knitting the night.
Assorted clips of the Masterdream.
From a walking-talking picture book.
From a crawling distillery.
I’ll clip them the way they should be,
Where they should remain,
I’ll line them on a rope,
Hang them dry and preserve them,
By correct date and time.
I will not
Rewind them again,
But I do.
You breathe Read on
This is a man/woman world,
So, what are you doing here?
Who sent you,
And how dare you fly on your own,
With a full pair of wings?
This is a somebody/somebody world,
So what are you doing here?
Did man/woman ones send you
And how dare you think it doesn’t matter
When it means everything?
– February 14th and November 15th, 2015
Nothing to do Read on
The strangest stamp in one’s passport.
The strangest page in the other’s diary.
Golden crops none of them will harvest.
Horizon of the most sinister slavery.
There goes your precious slave to the system.
They said it wasn’t that way and they won’t listen.
That very day.
Except for it all
“Poor little yous and your poor little wars!”
Is all they Read on
Wake me up with buzzing flies
Have me smile until the day dies
I have been numb all these years
And I really, really need to laugh.
I missed you so much
I just could not face you
When I was bitter and sad
When I was broken and bad
When I had no other dreams left.
Rock me to sleep in your arms
To Read on
Remember that time you could not walk?
Remember that time you could not see?
I think of them fondly in some way.
Remember that time with my friend at KFC?
Remember that time you didn’t know.
I wish for more of those, every day.
The one I don’t want to think of
Is that time you could not be,
That time you could Read on
Floating in the seams of her dark blue robe.
Small, she is so much bigger on the inside.
When I dive far below, she’ll bring me up,
And I am aware I should no longer hide.
A rekindled thread of those who refused to die.
A little boost for the ones with no wings to fly.
And I used to think Read on
Three broken mirrors without you.
The thought of you was painful,
You were in my dreams so often,
More than those I thought I loved.
And I would wake up to see
I was still in my bedroom.
Two broken mirrors of mine
And the one I shared like poison
Sacrificing myself for the one I love
Would anything have changed without that last Read on
Everything you used to be is now me
You are no more, you are nothing
And this is how it was meant to ne.
For god’s sake,
You are still alive
And you re-claimed a dead body too
You are no different from me.
You are an impostor, like me.
You bought your freedom
And met some more doom
Because, you see,
When you’re set Read on
I forbid you to cry
I forbid you to love
I forbid you dreams.
I forbid you to talk
I forbid you to look
You’re lesser than me.
I PUSH YOU OFF THE SIDEWALK
YOU’RE MESSING WITH MY PLANS
NOTHING IS GOING ON
EVERYTHING IS THE SAME
HE JUST LOOKED AT ME.
You are so young
You are not pretty
You are second class.
You risk so much
You dream Read on
My middle initial
My year of birth
My tentative birth date
My actual birth date
My eye colour
My city of birth
The languages I speak
Not a pretty girl
Not wanting to be one
Dressing the way I do
Just standing there
Hitting Read on