The meanest in neighborhood Avoided by men Feared by women and children With no alcohol Rises every dawn A personification of the worst Hangover. Shows up with sacks Known to every hound And homeless cat around, A background business, there’s also Another one of grains for Pigeons and birds, when they crowd He never cares… Continue reading Garbage Man
Category: Reflection
Be a Therapist
When I shave my face You will not tell the picture Until a tenor echoes Yin and Yang both are drawn in features More than a first tongue, you’d better Understand my Dao, much worse When I sketch it Over this wreck of a guitar; On my feet is located a passion Scattered, for and… Continue reading Be a Therapist
Would I Like to Know
Feeling excuses for oneselfFor being a partyIn every inconvenience, silentlyStriving to explain an illusionThought of, like we have been meant by!?Unity of poles of paranoiaAt the same time.Rhymes of jealousyOf birds in skiesThis with no beer, morningAround a rented residence, recording duesSince we’ve been bornA threatened Epicurean mealTo ride a wood over the wavesUncounted to… Continue reading Would I Like to Know
Another Heavy Step
You left, leaving a memory Enough to furnish a chest With swarms, every bird is A slight duplicate of you. The way we had been Before you made it a will Wiping away the last tear. Shield! Had we ever needed one!? Overalls ragged by stabs Turned to strike In every blind direction With dust,… Continue reading Another Heavy Step
Expired Shuttle
Wet blushes asA passer-by messianismWas hosted, for a while.Not a single word butLyre of Enkidu, and no moreDesires, are to be set looseTo do it all by themselves(Mindfulness Epoché) enoughTo hibernate the remainsOut of reach of vandalsAround Valley of the Queens.Waking up at the end of the journey, orFabricated to, exist on timeTroublesome wanderersYawning, for… Continue reading Expired Shuttle
A Tale That Might Have Happened
Thrilling nights in wildernessYou pointed kids to bring fire homeTeaching soil how to yieldI was he whom shockedLoaded by goatskins of beer and wine,Beside the preyWhispering,This was given by morning star.… … …At angle of an axis,Never anchorsThen,A mobile distanceTwo yards apartDull shooting sparksIn rib cage.You know exactly whatFills the vacuum right thereDilemma!Moodily lands, andSurrenders,… Continue reading A Tale That Might Have Happened
Door Keeper
How they know your places Tears, mistaken by consolers Past or future, you don’t know How strangers they were In a dream hosted Déjà vu.. They’ve never been there in that shot They now broke into a privacy spot Patting and calming for no point A node of disturbance in the flow Of a lotus… Continue reading Door Keeper
Curfew Addicting
After all With one more riddle Such like this, I’m sure am finished. Not sure how long That remained spark will last, and Who is really who! Hadn’t I emptied walls Piled all books in locked Boxes, before hands-off Took to this journey, as though I was an already finished Carved stone? Descendent of a… Continue reading Curfew Addicting
Late Morning Walk
At least exposed to some Looking at what mirrors don’t reflect A hand to feel own veins And eyes to rid off Fluidity refractions. Everything seems to be around you, That’s why everything-ness is respected. Sneaking about walls I had long built May I find a leak, To smuggle implanted peoples Out of my spine…… Continue reading Late Morning Walk
What Is It…
They produced Rabbit-like from their palms And sketched tattoos All around stepping stones They picked and toyed us with Present and future on their backs Haven’t we been there, where Fathers disappear in names of dust, and Mothers seldom pass unknowns! When you feel like it is not, Why care about to found it, a… Continue reading What Is It…
