Monday, 29 February 2016

tenderness algebra sans theorems

Birthing from creases and folds of a pretentiously eclectic bed
made to look moody and morose only ironically
contrasting bedsheets like orbiting planets
who know nothing of what they are, yet still exist to orbit a star
momentary value of night bed languishing in a corner stiff with rigor mortis
reptilian slither to a heat spot left to disintegrate by the window
discover a map, mend a broken compass that leads to a path of smiles
shower in revulsions and dress in hope,
sewn together by atomic sutures of paranoia
clasped in spaces by anxiety and terror

harmless chirp of sparrows slayed by an angry squawk
demonic screech that shattered a heart
a sudden gust of animosity swilling
from abdomen where intestine have turned to clay
putrified aversion, no proton pump inhibitor could stop
the undernourished thread that secures our skin
is a cadaverous wire that never feeds

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