We all have addictions, I’ve come to know.
Mine is 5 feet 4 —
convenient for my lips to reach her forehead.
She answers to a foreign name,
and even the tone of her skin vows she is foreign.
Yet she’s as African as the Serengeti,
as Zimbabwean as the ruins built of stone.
Not all addictions are bad, I’ve come to know.
But not this one. This one drains the purity from my soul.
She disappears for months and returns with promises to be my home,
only to vanish again, leaving me unguided against the cold.
Not all addictions can be overcome, I’ve come to know.
Even when it comes dire,
even when she unweaves the fabric that makes me whole,
I still believe she’s the best thing I’ve ever had.
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 4:16 AM UTC
First and last pages coloured differently,
black the other, white the other
and inbetween i'm still colouring
a subtle grey im working on currently
heavy with rains i've coloured the clouds,
now what colour should i use for the thundering?
I flip to the next page and i flip back,
how could i forget to colour the raging wind,
and the ships it has wrecked
the tree that lightning just struck, should i colour it black?
Or better yet let me leave it uncoloured, why express its scars when it has already suffered its worst
Three pages later i'm still colouring.
from the three pages i left one blank,
not that i wanted to but because i had no clue as to what colour to give to death
Or should i go back and colour it too the colour of birth?
Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 2:07 PM UTC
to lose control, to get lost in her soul
to want to give her the whole world,
when he owns not even a grain of it's sand
to call her the prettiest, adorn her with ornaments
to love her with love that sickens even Cupid and stirs hate in Hathor
to make her his queen, clothe her with Plutus's finest linen
To let her drink from his heart, his love her wine
All this he would want
He would want all this
Oct 22, 2020
Oct 22, 2020 at 9:55 AM UTC
I can't say I love you
Not that I don't, I do
From the first time we met,
From our first chat
I instantly became a believer in fate
It was never about getting under your skirt, or taking you for a mate
Even though your body of a goddess did tempt
Your lips I did dream to kiss, but to hold your hand throughout the walk of life always topped my list
I won't say I love you,
Not that I don't, I do
Fear holds my tongue
Oxygen betrays my lungs
My heart races, up and down my brain paces
My left eye twitches,
My scalp itches, I scratch it and I remember why,
I can't say I love you,
Not that I don't, I do
I would, if only the last time I did you had said that you loved me too
Aug 19, 2020
Aug 19, 2020 at 10:27 AM UTC
...While we are yet sober,
A while, a little longer
Hold on we aren't getting stronger
Further, yes a little further!
Try to fight, a battle won is a war almost over
Father, yes our father!
Intoxication is soon to colonize our minds
In the morn we are surely to have forgotten
Back to our ways, caressing sin with our hands
The apple from all sides bitten, its seeds an inheritance to our children...
Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 2:42 AM UTC
All you ever did was take and take and take
You took it all away
All you ever did was take and take and take
You took and you never gave
You found me at my weakest, I was vulnerable
In a life-wreck, I was miserable
You promised you'd take away the pain,
but you took away more...,
more than what we had bargained for
All you ever did was take and take and take
You came in disguise...,
A friend
Our first time was amazing
I thought you heaven sent
Liquid angel sent to numb my pain
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May 5, 2020
May 5, 2020 at 8:43 AM UTC
Behind the blue, the ruins
remnants of it that once was,
"this is your home", says the lifeless voice,
a withered finger slightly touching the framed image,
an image whose appearance serves as proof of it having seen the wars come and go,
Still barely visible in the image a garden of an unidentifiable flowers' specie,
Behind it what appears to be a house, it's color unidentifiable
"they called it industrialization, yes, that's what they decided to name their warfare against the universe.
Their toxic smoke ascended and from home we without a choice descended", the lifeless voice pauses, coughs and continues.
"Now to Mars they ascend,
to her what they did to earth they will do
Oh beautiful Mars I weep for you,
On your fair body soon there'll be scars
Oh lovely Mars where shall you hide,
for look these aliens now come for you", the lifeless voice dies and with it,
it's source.
Behind the blue, the ruins
remnants of it that once was,
a home
Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 2:51 PM UTC
A rose on my left, a lily on the other side
One I love,
the other I like
To have both is to gain, to lose either a great pain
Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 2:48 PM UTC
A fortnight ago,
She buzzed in my ear,
I thought it intentional
I thought it her way of sounding her horn,
Announcing she was ready to battle me
All night her stings kept me awake,
My bed our battlefield
The following morning I consulted she who holds the world's knowledge:
Me: Why does she make me her foe, why does she on a daily basis bring me woe?
Madame Google: Harm to you she means not to bring, your blood she finds vital for reproducing her offspring.
Hence, I summoned her for a meeting,
suggested we reach an understanding
I told her to your heart's content my blood you can drink ,
but in that small little pink room dare you not fly your wings
Today as I write...
In her cradle my princess sleeps, on her little face tiny spots of red
And on the table lies an empty spray can of raid...
Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 6:57 AM UTC
An imagination of what is can become,
A 'maybe tomorrow might be different'
a seed planted, please let it bear good crop
A kiss 'goodbye lets meet again tomorrow',
An unknown prayer sent to the heavens to make it through the night
A 'i'll love you forever',
An attempted self conviction that forever for us does exist
Hope!!!
Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 2:31 AM UTC