Life Cycle

Every stump was a tree
Every tree was a stump
Every man was a child
Every child will be a man
Every thorn is a gift
Every gift is a thorn

I am a thorn
In the flesh of eternity.
Pull me out.

Epitaph

She had the temerity
To dance naked
In front of tigers
Arousing the gods
Between their thighs-

Here lies the woman
Who danced unclad...

...In our streets.

Abortion

Kill the president
Before his birth, and
His vice too.

Sentence them to death
For our offences-
        Poke them quickly
With a pair of scissors...

...and watch the future
Drip down your legs.

Robbery

Dear neighbour,
I am a Samaritan thief.

Language

Language is a spirit
That sits on our tongues
And dances to the rhythm
Of our lungs.

Cut off my tongue,
Exhume my lungs

And i will speak
The language of gods.

Core

Peel the Light a little further
Like a banana, and
You will find Darkness
At its core-
Glowing
                 like a young star.

Peel the Darkness a little further
Like a tangerine, and

You will find me.

Rainstorm

The clouds spill their guts
On my farm, and the palm tree
Bows to the gods.

Drunk Driving

Uncork the bottle
Sip a little,
Drive the car-

Drive your children
To their deaths.

Fear

The scratch in my throat;
A leafless tree in a forest
Covered in the ash of its leaves.

Grandmother's ghost

Seated on grandmother's grave;
She tapped my shoulder
And ran away-

Footprints in the sand.

Amari-no-kokoro

Basho's dreams; the spirit
In the book leaps at your soul-
Amari-no-kokoro.

Poverty

The lint on my clothes
Stand erect like soldiers
At the battlefront.

Crush

The girl in the black
Dress, drags my eyes with her
Everywhere she goes.

Accident

The car vomits blood
The driver is not breathing;
Neither are we.

Desire

The little girl looks in the
Mirror, she see her mother's face-
She wants the body too.

Sunrise

The morning dew sleeps
On my porch; the sun steals
It from me.

Swallow

I have swallowed a
Snake whole, now my tongue
Will kill my wife.

Bats

A tree full of bats-
"Demons are napping;
do not disturb".

Trap

The rat looks me in
The eye; its leg is caught in the
Trap; I look away.

Omelette

The moon will soon
Crack like an egg, and
The yolk will fall
To earth-

A huge omelette
Will I make
For my children!

Horror

She is a pleasant nightmare-
An horror from which
I never will wake.

Chimera

I am a scorpion
With the legs of a lion
And the head of a man

I neigh like an horse, and
Run like a snail.

You cannot outrun me.
(I leave the wise
To decode the message)

Evening Wind

The evening wind blows-
The trees wave at me; they have
No hands.

Dinner

The family eats together
In silence;
Father's chair is empty.

Cow

The cow eats the grass-
Its tail wriggles, wriggles
Like a beheaded snake.

Graveyard Silence

The graveyard silence-
Drop a pin and
Wake the dead.

River

I threw a stone
Into the river
And watched it swim afloat

I threw myself
Into the river-

I am not a stone.

Mango

The sun, the sun
Is a very ripe mango
And the Lord will take a bite

Mountains will melt,
Oceans will flee, the
Day my Lord decides to eat.

El Suelo

El suelo, you swallowed my father's father
El suelo, you swallowed even his mother,
El suelo, why are you hungry?
El suelo, tell me your wish.
You who eats everything that walks;
El suelo, the insatiable god.
Eat me not, El suelo, and my children
For our flesh tastes like bile (El suelo)
And our blood smells like urine.
If you hear me not (El suelo),
I will go to Jesus,
For I heard (El suelo)
He constipated you
For three days
Till you spat Him out.

Fan

The fan slices the air
Swiftly; butchering it faster
Than it can scream.

Solomon

Solomon; a man of many wives
Weeps
            Weeps
For the loss of his kingdom.
He sits moonward
At midnight's peak-
Praying to Baal, Amdusias
Haagenti-

The sage king
Is a fool
Swimming opposite destiny's currents

Accept your end,
Love your demise
And you will live forevermore.

Without her love

Listen to the silence of
Your heartbeat,

                            For you are but
A breathing corpse

Without her love.

Nociceptive

Her nociceptive lips
Have left me
Craving more.

The weather is grey

There are cobwebs in my mind
And they tingle all the time,
Soiled my mind like sod it lies
Wrapped in thoughts that never die.

Untouched for years my mind it is,
Rolling in mire like hogs that bleat
The weather is grey
The emotions are pale
The mind it seeks for something unborn.

Daggers are raining from the sky
Zeus has forked my heart with lightening
I can feel, can feel no more
The warmth of love that crazed me past.

Voices

There are voices that speak
To me daily
Monitoring daily
All i do daily.

Tell Mother I can't,
For she will take me to the priest
And the priest will kill
My friends-

I will tell no one of this
Not even the eyes that read this

Dear reader,
In three seconds, you will forget
You will forget you read this piece.

Love me

Mi amor
Sleep soundly on my chest
Like a newborn
And coil round me
Like a snake
Tightly

For the night is young
And our hearts they want

To merge into one.

Mi amor
Wake up...Wake up...

And love me.

Forgetting

And so your memories; they slip
Off your mind like wet soap
Leaving you to writhe in
The pain of forgetting
Of forgetting
Who and what means the world
To you-

You are left alone in your skull
Banging on the sutures, looking
For an escape out of the blackness
There is no escape...

...And even that; you forget.

The Illness

Slowly I fade away
Like a fragrance that once was-

...And my mind moults speedily
Shedding off all that I am

Soon i won't recognise my mother
Or remember my nursery rhymes
Then the end when it comes
Will come by my hand

Och! The illness bores deep in my mind
And the cracks are bleeding
With thoughts.

My love

My love, your eyes twitch
When you lie, I
Know this 'cause you are mine.
My love, you just told me
You love me, but
Your eyes, they twitched
My love, your eyes twitch
When you lie, my love

Are you a lie?

I see the Moon

The moon smiles at my children
In the midday sun.
My children, they can't see
The moon because of the sun
But i do. I see the moon
Seated beside the midday sun.
Who else can see what I see
But the dead?

Who else can see the moon
Seated beside the midday sun?

My Children

My children, I see them jocund
Singing under the influence of the moon spirit
They sit around in circles with the moon
At the centre
Singing under the influence of the moon spirit.
I am an elder god; I shouldn't be jealous
But I am. I am jealous of the moon spirit
For it possesses my children in ways
That I can't. My children,
They should sing praises of my fathers.

My children, sing praises of my fathers
And maybe one day, they will appear
In the sky (like the moon).

Butterfly

The wind plays a rhythm
Unknown,

                               Yet,
The butterfly dances.

Beautiful Demise

She spoke eloquently,
With a lying tongue
Pulling me into a vortex
That ripped my soul out my chest.

And yes...
I knew all along...
I knew.
But who would decline such
Beautiful demise?
To die a death
In the hands of their beloved?

Teardrops of an Angel

And as the angel wept
I felt hell burn in my chest...
For her teardrops scorched my palms
Every time i tried to wipe 'em...

I had made my lover cry
And heaven has whipped me
With guilt-

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned-
I have made your angel cry.

Complete

She smiled...
I tried smiling back
But i couldn't. My face,
It was frozen in that moment
And i felt my lungs empty themselves
Of air-
I can't breathe...
I can't...
I...

She smiled...
And in that moment
I felt complete.

Truth

The mystery of life is only
Understood at the point of death.
For at death, the mind is devoid
Of fear; the inhibition to wisdom.
It is at the point that
We take the Reaper's hand
That our eyes are opened
And we see that which our fathers
Have spoken eons ago.

We see Truth in her most pristine form
Glowing softly like a fluorescent bulb
In the dark...
And that's why we die smiling...because
We see the Light;
We see The Truth.

Trust

My eyes are closed as you
Lead me through the evil forest.
I am holding your hand, are
You holding mine?
Can i trust you to lead me aright?

Turn. Stop. Turn. Wait. Run.

The hyenas are coming
They have smelt our blood-
Run my love with all your strength
For the owls have plucked my eyes.

Sinner

Heaven is full of sinners who
Received grace
And Hell is full of believers who
Abused grace.

I am a sinner Lord
And I have abused grace
Is there for me a special place
In between?
A place where hell meets heaven?

Meat

Everytime i eat a piece
Of meat, I find myself thinking
"Something had to die for me
To eat"
Like how was it killed?
Who was the executioner?
Who is more heartless; me who
Eats and licks my fingers,
Or the man who butchered the animal?
wait, again I think
How was it killed?
Was it strangled,
Or stoned to death?
Or burnt alive at the stake?
Or drowned?
Or electrocuted?
Or beheaded?
Sometimes the questions are more
frightening
Than the answers
So i stop asking, I stop pondering
and simply savage
My piece of meat.
(Poor animal).