
Your Words


Anoroc gossip travelled
from the east to
the arse end of the earth
Such whisper swept the country
like wildfire
Residents rose to panic
to stock up toilet papers
since they are already
at the bottom of
the gossip chain
Fear overwhelmed the multitude
took them by the pony tail
span them around
into a whirlwind
of pandemic greed
by sketching
you break me down in plain lines
part of me remains prominent
that, you cannot fathom


the plague swept the land
its inhabitants rushed to
store up essentials in barns
the moths and rodents rejoiced
while infected their household
with disease more vicious than
the original plague

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Howling
Winds taking
Down the guards
Off my superficial layers
Insecurities
Tearing out
Bitter longing dreams
I rise from ashes
Temporal
Instant gratification
Consoles your loneliness
In an exhilarating whirlwind
Death
I painted you
into
an avalanche of sun glow
so my smeared hands
cannot fanthom
the beauty within
I locked you away
behind the canvas
so my weary eyes
show no more desire
I sealed your lips
in silence
so your whispers
penetrate my mind
no further
Your catatonia is
my salvation

She sits to watch
the epilogue of summer
pass by
Her pleated skirt waves
to the fading whistle
of the oceanic breeze
The memory of sunburn
sates the passion
she holds within
The frosty mornings
reminds her
the wisdom of waiting
And now
she grows frantic
in the lukewarm
fuzziness
Today
I feel blah
It is one of those days
that repeats itself
without any
remorse
This hour
I feel nothing
It is one of those states
that appears intermittently
without any
warning
This time
I say something
It is one of those outpours
that shocks me
without any
reservation
By now
you must wonder
what I have said
Without any
delay
let me tell you
I said
blah blah blah