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  197.     

Succumbed to Thinking

I hence meandered aimlessly,
Bereft of any thought:
My mind as barren as could be,
Through mulling o’er naught.

But while in cherished moment
As I chilled through drifting air,
An epiphany, bright and suddenly
Did render all so clear.

I stopped and stood in rigid form
And pondered on this thought ‘till dawn:
Flustered state thence settled in
As face grew taught with tensioned skin.

Then out of poor chaotic brain -
Conditioned now to die insane -
A second epiphany struck so keen…
I’d succumbed to thinking – I simply hadn’t seen!
 
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  198.     

The Body

Through oddly tinted glasses, I scan the grey of death -
Stone cold, bone old:
In awe I hold an artefact of life inside the eye!

The skin, a world it bore
Regaling eyes with lands it saw -
Perhaps it aired his vanity of mind -
Man's affliction -
Self-attraction; narcissistic psyches
Doomed to flailing near the end,
Drowning in the tortured seas of egos
Taking in the harsh reality -
Insidious up 'till now - that
Youth is but delusion.

The girls, a score upon the board of kudos -
A sort of aromatic ethos borne of ‘roids
Writhing in a world of incidental sex
Where monomaniacal minds had lost the plot -
With hands evolved for groping,
Lips evolved for soaking in secreted juices
Err they die and rot
Without a proper tale of life to tell.

Dear friend, were we to ever trust our goals?
No? And now you know the reason why you died -
Like all, you'd been denied.

Now over to you, the curious:
You'll also fray through mechanisms best forgot:
So watch your living -
There's no forgiving after death,
The turning point when you'll have had your lot!



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  199.     

The Little Pond

Brain bits
Upon the ground

SPIT

Contains an element
Testament
Pain
Irreverent
Irrelevant

Thrumming
In a drowned-out
Overtone

A soul floats
Survives
Just

…

In all I spat
A call

See it
Swimming
Frothing as it swears

Amylase dying
Denatured

Saliva speaks alone
Clears the ire

…

I feel as grey as lead
Dark death-grey
Accentuating weight
Cold weight
Cold-grey death-weight

My message
Frothing in the dirt
The little pond
Inside us

Outside
Fucks me up

We hide
Inside a mother

…

I turn to drink

I'll drink to that

Will SHE?
The quiet
Mirrored eyes of

Psychic
50: 50

Love
As 40: 60 -

I'll check for her disguise

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  200.     

Tiger's Prey

The tiger steals alone in stealth -
His camouflage, a natural wealth
Of predator's keen survival.
He'll cast you down in undetected tidal
Waves of claws and teeth
To pin you bleakly underneath.

The tiger stalks in jungle shade -
His deadly silence on parade
For unsuspecting tender souls:
With perfect timing, he controls that
Pounce of deadly scope
To leave you now devoid of hope.

The tiger's handsome might is shy -
To catch his visage is to die,
For you'd have faced his brawny frame:
In brutal flash of orange flame,
Your final ounce of life a hint
That you
Were once
His game…



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