A MAN AND HIMSELF

if a man should go out looking for himself would he search inside the kitchen shelf inside a frothy bottle robbed of its waters or in the pockets of his pissed trousers   see, the man’s ears are itching for his voice over the cacophony of humanity’s noise should he...

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BROKEN (a triolet)

She took death pills while counting her curses. A brutal husband and a barren womb… Her disconsolate heart, grave grief, nurses. She took death pills. While counting her curses, Her fidgeting hands scrawl suicide verses. She hopes to find rest in a quiet tomb. She took death pills while counting,...

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SUICIDE NOTE

To live is, To die, not That kind of death, but The kind of death like Blindness, where The mind sees more Than the eyes could But would not, cannot, may not. The kind of death as The cripple can’t crave A party hall, or dance The kind of dance...

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BEGGAR WITHOUT CHOICE‏

You; Sweet as the rose, Fair as the lily, Slender like the sugar cane stalk, Voice like the robin’s, Crowned like the palm… Why are you then A beggar without choice? Paw-paw envies your jugs, Elephant eyes your rump, Peacock hides her plumes, Nightingale goes mute …Even the wind pauses!...

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WILD WILD WEST

Jump off the cliff let the earth bury you Draw back, take a dive Make a widow of your wife Aren’t you from the Wild Wild West? Stick around that fire, don’t sweat Save not for rainy days, ’tis cool Chew glue for gum, come on, You are from the...

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THAT HOLE

That hole inside, Dug by the shovels of the mind… That dark brightness Where the eyes cannot see… That emptiness, yet filled With fears and wilted hopes… That strangling shadow That stays even in the glare of light… It shall remain Until you wake up and see That holes can...

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