Coding is an act of faith.

I’d like to be under sea
That’s where I’m gonna be

High wall of enticing waves
robs me off my early days, when
I had a picture
holding it straight and blasé.

House warming had that gone
and replaced with
a bird
beneath which the mighty sea
roared alone.

So, next time I go there
I find a chute and further
than this bird
I fly
above destiny
beyond herd.

Amid air
suddenly I wonder
if the purpose of life
is just to end?
ya? then who cares,
if it’s a sea
or a knife.

I’ve got a huge belly
under the swamp cool posture of
my body
made of salt and water
destined to be reclaimed
by this sea.

Mum says don’t go ‘nywhere near it
Mum says it will drown me

This will be thy sheath
that thou despise
no flowers
no grave
You’ll lie about water wreath.

O ya, I’m going to be under sea
That’s where I wanna be.

I sit down
before you
to pen you
down.

But the scribbles
slick away
farther
deeper
and in you
they drown.

Like a story
never told,
A fag never held,
A fire never sparked,
my words – O those word -
had never had anything up and stirred.

I look up to the skies
and Gods
taking shelter:
why do we have to walk together
when we have nothing common to nurture?
Me and the Gods.

They look me down, discarding my bleats:
Life has no redundant pleats.
They why do you digress,
without thinking twice,
of you progress?

Progress? They conceit.
What do they know of it?
Does one fight tossed out
make you decrepit?

My question to you, milord:
Is a story unwritten,
not worthy of recognition?
A cigarette unlit,
not desirable of strong hold?
They answer not.
Too busy to entertain
a stray commen’.

My ink is dried away
My pen is cast aside
Left here,
A pound or two of flesh,
Through which I sneer,
Upon the potent
Whose every utter
beheads me further.

Why not then
should I hate him,
since he seems to hate me in return.

I got to find the fire
to burn my desire,
but the Gods,
- damn! so jealous of men -
would let loose none of the spark
for at stake is, their very kiosk.

Ah!
Cowards,
accusing me of cowardice.
Ever – ever in my eternal life -
didn’t get a slice
of reprieve.
Yet
Never – never in my fleeting life –
I was found
Worthy of apprise.

Life proved to be a pun
Me,
made and unmade and made,
for their coy fun.

A word can never write itself down
A God can never be turned into a clown.
Life is grey,
a half way between white and brown.
Gods rebuke,
I am one, you are many,
You are cold, I shiny.

I fight back,
I am pleasant, you are clammy.
Only from my will,
Your existence sprang on-hill.
Dare you not challenge my mettle,
I only willed your prophet
And his settle.

Let me have no words,
Yet my voice will rise
For my will is vowel,
Yours’ only surds.

#1. We got time,
and time is all we got.
till we got none.

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#1. I just came to say ‘hi’
I didn’t know where to go, so
I just stopped by.

#2. I fell in love with a stranger.
I continued, for a long time, until
I became a loner.

#3. You are my home, I your’s.
Together, we’ll have our’s.
Stay.

#4. One moment, it’s eternal.
Another moment, it’s dead… already.
Change is life.

#5. Without just one shelter,
world becomes your home.
Failure and success… both.

#6. A man is alone,
yet in crowd.
Contrast is life.

#7. Just a touch of your lips,
could’ve made it immortal.
Thanks, anyway, who wants to live forever?

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#1. Bleed O my heart,
Cry Oh! my mind.
Just, fucking unwind.

#2. Working bee, or mother bee: all gotta pee.
The question is: to pee
or not to pee.

#3. I am a sleeping whore, what wakes me is the sound of snore,
in the pit of night, through the muscle of slit,
that I galore: make me whore, more and more!

#4. Spare me the cruelty of
being in love with you.
Of the world so unreal, so deepened with rue.

#5. If I could write the beauty of your eyes,
If I could muster, for you, a few lines of lies,
I could, very well, fly across the vast skies.

#6. Rape me my love.
Erase the sins of my soul -
- And buy me a dove.

#7. Things endure, livings lapse.
Between body and soul,
Which one will collapse?

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Kill me
Before you shit
Before you clean
or masturbate.

Waste me in the sewage…
Paint me -
with dirty colours
- one dirty collage.

Cut me two
like a vegetable
For that’s what I am
humpy-dumpy manipulation
Consternation of constellation

Kill me
Just for heck.

or, let me try myself…

One easy job it looks
though,
I quit [:-(]with sweat in my
brow.

Before an empty paper i sit and mull,
the world sits empty
their pussy their hands
laughing with bare teeth
masturbating beneath a sheath.
Everyone’s growling-n-howling
ladies are out shopping
gents rubbing pink panties…

who i write to, who i write for
who has come, who would ever come
inside the womb i’m gonna hide
fuck you’all… now no more slide.

Like a thunder in a rainy night,
Who doesn’t know, what t’show, what’hide.
You seem to be asking every moment,
Baby, you wanna stop, or take’ride.

You never open the door by my side,
Never step out to say, goodbye.
Never see a drop when I cry,
How could it go when you always keep me so dry…

I know I am gonna miss you
And it’s going to hurt…but I am sure to do
I’m gonna teach myself how to fly
And catch a cloud to drift away

O baby don’t pretend,
You wouldn’t die
The pain will pass through…

Pull over here and bid me adieu.

Crumpled and dull
I am a flying skull

Looking for a land to land
To drown in sand

Dunes upon my grave
Made and unmade against the winds’ lave

Nailed to dead fraternity
Consigned to eternity

Should life be restored to me?
Or made antique like a dead tree?

I wonder, I smile
Under the earth I crawl

Rather deeper I will hide
Where death can’t be denied.

And a play,
yes, another play,
is damned -
clogged on the ground
like hopes in life,
lost and crammed.
Love is a destiny,
unattainable.

Each moment,
each one of your life,
you play
and
you lose.

Love is a game,
unattainable.

And games are never won,
neither lost.

Love is never won,
neither lost.

Only played.

Only lived.

And then, in the end.

Only forgotten.

And a love,
yes, another love,
is damned.

Ah!
honey,
I am damned.

Can you save me?
And the soul of mine.