I see the dirt on their wings I see the lava in their hearts I see larvae in their stomach I see the fire in their veins I see the silence in their eyes I see the clutter in their ways I look around I can see the war mongers I can see the necro-maniacs […]
It is his game He and his cohorts He and his pawns It is a pure monkey chess Not the one we play crisp and cross Not the one we play with snake and ladder Not the one we play with bows and arrows Not the one we play with black and white In the […]
Around three AM, he is awakeUphill, upon a solitaire gameLoving the heat of his sweatThe distance whispers of his honey queenThe nearness of the morning howlsThe mistakes and lazy gaze at the paining fingerThe smiling mirror in his fuming eyesThe smiling lips in his coupled mirrorsThe worker bee is dividing his bloodOne for his sweat […]
Infinite miseries and finite redemptions, they unfold through poles and zero of my cognitive cartograph.
It is a curl, a curvilinear coagulant, conjugal converging curl It is a thing in itself, a chiral, a termite, a spiral, a null and void It is breathing, it is a sheath, it is a weatched, weathered hamlet It is stone cast, it is wood pecked, it is worm eaten, it is ash blue […]
Every thought is a fire Fallen on a grass meadow Even on eyes Odd to the shades When you are a green blood It’s quite faint, foil and fume Its was to be a mist, mourning myth Everyman is followed By the mutiny of shadows Everyone is crumpling By the mystery of epochs This is […]
Order of death Chaos of Life Death is due for a pattern That we see That we forget That we remember That we erase That we vestige That we refute Life is an anti-pattern Defying myths Defying algorithms Defying miseries Defying darkness Defying deluges Death to Death We preserve patterns We preserve whispers Life to […]