I am an empty glass
Completely useless
Until a substance occupies the hollowness
Only than the glass becomes significant
For certain objects are worthless when independent
One cannot adequately perform its function without the other
For the value of a jar is determined by its content
They need more than oxygen employed by default
They need compatible physical presence that gives meaning,
Gives purpose,
For a glass loses its meaning when incapable of transporting wine –
Wine can be drunk out of its bottle
But, it will betray the elegance wine-tasting requires
Thus, the wine needs the glass
Just as the glass needs the wine to do what it is engineered to do.
So please, occupy my empty heart
For your absence gives birth to my insignificance
The glass
My love for you
The passage of time improves the quality of wine
The same applies for my love for you
My love for you deepens with the rise of the sun
The moon and stars will gladly testify to confirm that
what I feel for you is infinite
My love for you cannot be calculated, not because of its abstract nature,
but because a word that gives justice to my feelings have not yet been invented-
for a descriptive measure such as a light-year is too small to make an accurate assumption of the value of my love for you
Galaxies can occupy the space between us,
yet you’ll still feel the warmth of my love
For my love for you knows no boundaries, nothing can prohibit my love not even death
Even when beauty fades and passion subsides I will still look at you with the very same eyes
Time might mutilate and diminish your love for me…..but my love for you will survive the brutal seasons of this world
My mother’s anger
I try not to let her take over
Try to be different
Try to forget the film that plays in my head,
when my sadness turns into anger.
Every angry slap across my face,
for a dirty room, unmade bed or un-followed rule.
Every time her hands encircled my throat,
and she cursed the day of my birth and the man who left her because of me.
Every angry word, screaming, shouting, beating,
I will not do that to them.
To them I am a saint,
Who grounds them and never gets angry.
Who loves them and never blames them.
But anger has to go somewhere,
And when the lights go off and their soundly asleep,
I take out the blades and cut my arms,
My anger released and no hurt to them.
My mother’s anger will never hurt them.
Its 1999 somewhere else
Decoders nullify the signal
1 Flash, 2 Flash, 3 Flash – eternal
Ripping the flesh wound afresh
Insertion guaranteed in jest
Nullifiers will be nullified
Machinations fortified by silly-putty
Chew the breadcrumbs, chew each one
Swallow the wine clusters down an erect throat
KNEEL!!!
Believers will be believed
Feet exist to keep legs in place to embrace the thorax attached to the emaciated face
My place
Here, within my grasp
The decoder unclasped
One decoder decoding the code merely for selfish reasons
It takes the signal like so much spittle from a spitting head-orifice
It takes the signal and turns it into a freaking building block
That will be added unto those building blocks from times before
That will grow into a bestial incarnation of some being with too much time on its hands
That will cease to care for other beings like it and declare itself the one true thing
But wait, what is it that the One True Thingâ„¢ thinks?
“Well, see… and you’ll understand me, because every ant understands me in that ant’s mother tongue…â€
It doesn’t breathe; this conglomeration of reality particles does not need the stinking oxygen allowance to allow it to consume itself and the others underneath it
“Well, see… your tiny cranial cavity cannot possibly fathom what it is that I do for a posthumous living… Why in the infernal heavens asunder must I explain myself to you, a cardboard being made of bloody and aborted thunder?â€
NO!!!
Exit its brain
No need to bother
We, the carriers of the decoders
We are
As they say
The scrambled eggs on toast with a sliver of tomato juice dripping from our glass eye sockets
so naturally we must do what comes natural to us
PRAY!!!
Oh ye OTT
On bended cyborgian knee
I point my conscience at thee
See it throbs like a throbbing conscience
Conscious of its conscientious consciousness
The infinity you promised me
Dear greatest of beings
I have always validated the signal
You know this
Since Day-Origin
Despite plagues of rusted decay, animal tears, frozen icicles and foetal AI abortion
I remained true
Please, spare me the rod that is your rod of lightning in a jagged bottle of steel gherkins
Frightening
Yes, you are
I admit it
I’m in fear of your majesty
A-WO-MEN and thanks…
“Well see…too late…LIAR…a simpleton wrapped in delusions of machine flesh/blood fulfillment…you wish you could be like them…you ask me with disgust dripping from your mangled circuitry, to please spare you, please make you real…. My response will materialise within you in…â€
5
4
3
2
1
Where…
Where am I?
Dedication – Part 3
Auburn
Perhaps it was tinges of crimson
Brown?
I can’t remember
Your eyes
Your hair
Your frown
I see the pictures in my head and in my hand
I see the shape you left behind
The smoke exhales from your pretty lungs
The taste on your tongue
Cracked lips
Blackened nail tips
Your confessions
The hurt inside your jumbled guts
I listened to you as your heart broke over and over again
Ejaculating those frigid tears
Me, useless
Why can’t I remember you?
It’s not about the beauty
You have that
It’s not about the intelligence
You have that
It’s about what you do not have
Yourself…
…or have you found it in the meantime?
Dedicated to 13
Fine
You will be fine
I won’t not this time, you know nothing of what I feel inside.
My heart is bleeding and my minds at war.
I haven’t been in this kind of darkness before…
I’m broken my body is worn.
Look into my to eyes I’m begging you please.
Can you see me, I’m bleeding….
Are you there? I’m screaming.
why won’t you help
Pleading in vain, why won’t you listen
Its getting dark again.
I’m Begging please, please see me again!
The walls are closing in!!
suffocating, choking, waiting…
I can’t scream anymore there’s nothing to say…
darker…
Reaching out but you just stare.
I’m crying
I’m fading…. can you see?
You could have saved me…
do you care?
Its too late… I’m nearly out!
I’m bleeding again this time its real.
Dying.
Blaming you.
Worthless…
Look at us lying here, broken, my reflection.
If you had just seen me
we could have be fine.
This beautiful life
She seemed to have aged overnight
Hands moved rhythmatically as she stood there and pleaded her cause.
Her elbows forgot their placing and aimlessly shuddered
Her blood rushed and she thought she’d lose it
Lose it – really
It was only a matter of time before she –
Well whatever it was she was thinking
Her black pencil sketched a portrait,
A vivid image of what she was going to do formed.
– What she had drawn in no way compared to what everyone thought she’d do –
Silhouetted shadows set up against cream sheets
She saw burning
Lots of it
Then she lay down to sleep.
Putting the tortures and horrors of the day behind her.
Untitled
You rose From the shadows reached into my light, took something of mine too selfishly soon.
You heed no warning you show no signs that into the shadows you’ll take the divines.
You had no right to just come and take, you took my light and made it night, you crushed a heart, left things unsaid you broke up families so un prepared.
Now the darkness is all I see I beg I plead just please take me. You’ve taken my eden and turned it to dust you took a love I will never again touch.
The choice you made I cannot change, I wished and prayed I was merely deranged. My soul seems hollow my flame has died.
I can’t feel the light I just cried and cried and even though your deed is done. In my heart they carry on. You may have taken their body from sight but YOU DEATH will one day have me to fight.
25.04.2013
Anguish
Awake, the looming dark of night
Wind howling, raindrops scowling
Sweat from my disastrous regret
Pollution worse than a cigarette.
A moment of relief quickly fades
The light through the window is man made
The nightmare is back, I’m incomplete
Space in the bed makes my heart miss a beat.
Sitting in the dark with a rotten heart
Reflecting on your broken heart
Two hearts, no more one
Pain like an elephant leaving a herd.
Still there is a smile to have
Lost in thought of our better selves
The love combined when I’m inside you
Bigger than two planets colliding behind you.
Pull my chin up, focus and heal
Even though everything seems unreal
On my knees, pray to God
He’ll keep me strong, even if flawed.
This person no more next to me
the pillow beneath her head causes envy
Love and hope will keep me well
Still, how much I crave and miss her smell.
Put my head down, try and sleep
Focus on my happiest childhood memory
Wasted time, it becomes clear
My happiest memory is you my dear.
We invented love
me you two; we invented love
we were the first; we invented love.
before they entwined it with lust and made it rust
before they fell easy and made it clumsy.
We named it love it graced as dove
before they made it cliché, they made it curse and burst
before they made it weary, and made it bleed.
me, you two; we invented love.
I loved you so… I kissed you so
Before they sold her in the streets and made her old
before they gave it cost and made it lost
You me two; we invented love
but now my love… how can I be proud?
