The Everyday Ball

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The disco ball flashes green,

Red, yellow, blue, white,

Yellow, blue, white,

White, white, white, white,

White labouring under delusions

Of the uterine fluid frothing and turning

A mass of puke under

your body laid to waste

Under the inertia of a million lives before

And ahead, an occasional

Green, and then a red, and then a blue, and then

The blank white of your eyes

Dipped in the nectar of your stench of existence.

Flashes of colours in a rapidfire stream

Of raw pleasures that

I wake up and call

Life.

 

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The Grim Reaper’s Diary

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I drew my hood over my head

Shielding me from my cold within

As I drew the candlelight up

Casting shadows behind

And light over the cat leading the way

To its prey, my prey

Or my companion for the few eternal moments ahead

A hurrumph from the tailpipes

Drew me to the flame ahead

The flame by the park bench

Bleeding in the red shadows of my light

I swooped and gathered it

Extinguishing my candle light

I needed it no more, the flame was brighter

Than the sun, the final epiphany of the soul,

The man’s last sigh, my human keepsake.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Riddling

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Who is that?

Riddling around the short green bottles

Of envy, fresh and pure

A walking cane flashes

In the brilliance of the solution

Bouncing around the pot-bellied figure

Of dry sleep and moist calm

And they chant: ‘May the answer satisfy

May the solution rectify’

With flaps of pages resounding 

In the dungeon depths of books undrenched

The Riddler comes to a halt.  

 

 

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A Confession

Oh you wet hair, I love you

Wet body, I love you

Body that houses me, my mind, my soul, I love you

Oh me from the past, I love you.

Oh me in the present, you ought to be better, but I still love you

You little god-figure on the wall, I do not know why, I love you

I love you, you sunlight finding your way to me through the narrow windows,

You air, with every breath I take, I cannot but love you,

I love you, oh multitude of things,

I even love my ineptitude at naming all of you in your multitudinous glory,

Though with a tinge of regret.

I love you all,

I love you right now, holding this second still,

I love you dearly,

I love you I love you I love you.