Clogged

Brought in with speed and fury Plumpy, the envy of skinny Voice, muttering Breaths drawn with fits and grunts Like a woman heavy Hands clutch the chest as the cor flutters Head buried in Manus as doom looms Eyes shut as she entertains Malak al-mawt Tubings in her nares to smoke the reaper out her…

Young blood

Brimming with energy Chest popping to the tune of the Piper Breaking sweat over hearts of women Trying on every pot of danger He’s young, round and brown Comely brood like a freshly baked bread Oozing pheromones or gunning after them Oh! chemical romance Simply a cart to their hormones Brainless chariot of reckless adventures…

Sheeps and wolves

The bidding of sheep and wolves The rhythm of cheats and woes The rigging of wit and votes; the heist of suffrage A tunneling disease that infest the whole Burrowing to the core to arrest the soul The exchange of freedom for mint currencies The ceaseless sycophancy that crowns the worthless Handing the realm to…

Little ones

Little ones, little ones Put to the blade; unfairly bade Blood spill to still the course of tradition upon the hills Yells of pain, all but squeals to the “healer” who part their skin with sharps Skin-deep burns to sweep demons off the bums The little ones yell for help, but their yells are taken…

Closest Ever

It was one of those fun days when all the chores had a boldly struck line impaling their guts on a list. I found myself sunk “single-bottom-ly” in a two-armed chair. Arm stretched out loaded with a whip for the television. Signaling a red light each time I pushed a button to wire a change…

A Tomfool’s Solace

A stranger inned, a comforter weaned A company of deceit in a glittering armour, yet again gives credence to the popular saying of “glittering ” and “gold,” and “birds” and “bush.” A decent destiny opposed by a gluttonous craving for the droplets of gruel half-through the burn With hearts racing to dock the dove, a…