you clutch the vacuum

getting up from bed
I feel the walls shaking
walking awkwardly
towards the stove
I warm last night's tea

bedcovers lie on floor
you clutch the vacuum,
which is as naked as you
sweet smell of love turns
bitterly sour in the morning

sipping the obnoxious tea,
I look at you with a hatred
so fierce, anger so unknown
your snores goad me,
I pour the tea on you

your sudden shout does
nothing but the scalding stains
on your body remind me
of ghosts from my past
spectral of that hanging over

"that tea was undrinkable, anyways"

NaisaiKuing: all the way

for basketting the ball
pull on your sports gear
get going ballistics
FOR BASKETTING THE BALL
get going ballistics
pull on your sports gear
for basketting the ball


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loosened elastics
pull down your pants
make you fall flat on ground
LOOSENED ELASTICS
make you fall flat on ground
pull down your pants
loosened elastics


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basket appears far away
the sky feels nearer
you see stars on ground
BASKET APPEARS FAR AWAY
you see stars on ground
the sky feels nearer
basket appears far away


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writing a naisaiKu
is it not mental sports
living out the brute force
WRITING A NAISAIKU
living out the brute force
is it not mental sports
writing a naisaiKu


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enthrall

I
trapped
by
culture,
you
by
expedient

I
ambushed
by
soul,
you
by
nihilism

"forever and ever, sucks for ever"

mysticism

rabble of words
validate
disarrayed thoughts

rays disappear
from the sun
darkening the sky

sky is almost bereft
of stars, clouds
hide it from view

hidden view conjures
up images
of mystical creatures

disarrayed creatures
somehow validate
those rabble of words

"within our mind each single thought is valid"

nature rules

switching on the light
I find a slimy lizard
slithering on the wall

after a while it is
on a hot pursuit
of a tiny insect

pausing a while
it watches the insect
waiting for a kill

when insect moves
the lizard swoops
wallowing it whole

in fascinated horror,
I watch it unblinking
rooted to the spot

"death for one is food for the other"

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Get into this train for a great ride....

movement

soil spews me out
I bloom happily-
to warmth of sun

winds blow sand
all around-
still I am rooted

azure sky stares
askance at me-
I proudly sway

rough drafting of art

king of surrealism-
Salvador Dali
The Birth of Venus-
Botticelli

Monet abstracts
Picasso distracts
Monalisa smiles
Matisse riles

I look into all those
again, yet again
and my ego falls
deep into drain,

on my own canvas
or my palette
nondescript
artwork piles

blackened charcoal
covers my bruised soul

illicitly intertwined

your fingers-
crumple the pages
making it illicit

call it illicit?
your syringe hits
my nerve

twitching nerves
jerk, I crumple
falling on the floor

floor hugs me
coolness embraces
me. illicit?

dancing verses

paint splashes
over that canvas
hiding what?

hiding thoughts
rise so high
only to fall down

downfall-
scraped knees
kiss the earth

kissing the ground
smells heaven
it feels like home

homing emotions
arouse instincts
of nesting intensely

intensity for me-
equates to nuzzling
deeply into you

deeply into you
my pores
drenched with love

slowly building it up

melted snow-
footsteps
on concrete path

Inspired by tikkis.

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footprints on snow
aliens
from outerspace?

Inspired by John McDonald

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mysteriously
misty snow
enters into my pores

Inspired by Snow floats by Ken Wagner

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fog rolling in
dracula's daughter
lives in sin!

Inspired by midnight fog by J. Andrew Lockhart

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knives of icicles
cannot prick into
my sandcastle dreams

Inspired by Sandcastle dreams by Janice Thompson

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slipped yet again
into that precipice-
saved by a log

Inspired by Rain Melts by Ken Wagner