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Don’t Do It
Listen to me This cannot be Don’t do it It will pain you Putting pea’s up your nose David Schwartz
I Grew A Fig Tree
I grew a fig tree In my own back yard But I couldn’t figure it out The figs were awful hard I put one in my mouth Then I bit my lip Figs in the diner is surely not like … Continue reading
Plea of a Seeing Soul
Take me not to a brook for bath celestial Where the mind jitters furiously about Sudden ministerial acts unforeseen That in cassock and collar might seize my breast And untie holy sash toward canal assault. Take me not to this … Continue reading
Promise to Mr Deejay
Behind The curtain of night The deejay played his tune In the corner of my room In whimpering interest I started Dance I could not do Eyes I could not dim The deejay stopped short Like an emergency ambulance The … Continue reading
In Some Kilos
Wind blows and flows in random lines, breezing, and weakening Our minds fly above alpha borderline Can anybody survive this line? Bodies are drained; senses are trapped in a fuss Is there anybody feeling like this? These feet are going … Continue reading
Calling You Flower
Calling you flower, Have I descended in hell? As all those long-curled memories Cheat me so nicely Of those sparks that dance, Those that freeze us in between, Night’s lonely hour I cared Leaping headlong cursed by God; Hell was … Continue reading
That Night I Held You in Timbuktu
That night I held you in Timbuktu, my fingers spun your hair like a Greek silkworm god, commissioned by the aphorism: love is all you need. Bullshit. I swam in those inlets of dusty gold only to find myself shipwrecked. … Continue reading
I am the man who left on the ship
I am the man who left on the ship And I am the man who came back I am the one who is not recognized No boots, no letters I am the one who fell in love And grew my … Continue reading
I hate the past tense …
(for Madiba) Times like now, I just hate the past tense I hate the insensitivity of the speed With which it wraps up the life stories Of people I love with its -ed strings I hate my incapacity to challenge … Continue reading
Recreation
cracked open the surface tension of things in the shade of the world tree here at the self- designated center of the cosmos bird – sky spread in a wide- embracing ecstatic dance over the mouth of the earth fasting … Continue reading
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