Ejiro

Ejiro Jan 4

an itch that didn’t go away was one I can’t ignore
this tingling feeling leaving traces on every centimeter that makes my body whole
when I try to ignore it only gets worse as if it wants me to shake this devastating annoyance that circles around my insides
it was as if maggots have found a way to make themselves invisible and start to chew their way from my flesh
all the way into where my circulatory system is located
and when it is done with this draining process it will began to create holes as a way to exit my inner skin and start leaving marks on my outer skin tissue that will torture me with agony
if I were to interfere with it or rather yet scratch it off
it will just do nothing to fix it

so I thought to myself
“maybe I should just rip it off..”
and so I tried to do that but it didn’t work
I used a sharp blade to try and slice the anguish of my skin
but it still left remnants that I can’t bear to look at again
I then try to use a butcher knife but the moment I try to press the steel blade on one of the maggots it chewed onto the steel
until there was nothing left but the handle
the only option I had left was to use fire
and so I did just that
I found a whole jug of gasoline from the garage
splashed it over my body
found a lighter and lit a match
and let the fire commence onto my body
the maggots started to scream with pain
as their unsymmetrical bodies started to melt
during that moment I felt a beautiful euphoria
even though I knew I was burning with the maggots too
but I was delighted that my sudden itch has been lifted away

(disclaimer I didn’t do these things to myself in the poem)

Ejiro Jan 4

Cupid’s next targets

everything was set into place just like I planned
I found myself the perfect spot to hit my targets
without them noticing me from a higher up distance
I can’t be seen though or I’ll blow my cover
from afar there are two people in a isolated area
a great place for me to carry out this lovely mission
without any witnesses interfering
I take my “bow” out of my suitcase and start to reload my “arrows”
I line up my first shot to the first person’s frontal lobe
with one push of the trigger
my love magic pierced through one of them with ease
the other screamed in a great terror
but don’t worry they’ll meet up with them soon
as I quickly reload my “arrow” I see them run away in fright
they try to signal for help but I can’t let that happen
with a quick shot my love magic went through the back of their head
now both of their souls can finally interact in another life
“did you carry out the job “ my boss said through my walkie talkie
“affirmative sir” I replied
with each mission I carry out I do it with love
even if it ends with me being on the wanted posters

I felt like writing about Cupid but without the part of them “making people fall in love with a bow and arrow”

#cupid #target #shot

Ejiro Jan 3

Antlers are what remains

I didn’t mean to get in your path
that’s the honest truth
you see I was on my way somewhere too
a place to rest for the night and avoid the danger hunting me
but it’s unfortunate I can not tell you my reasons now
since it’s far too late
my mouth is gushing with what runs through my blood vessels
my legs have shattered like twigs
and my precious fur has now been damaged by your thick tires
I know you didn’t mean to do that on purpose and you must have been very confused of why I stopped in your tracks
but theirs an explanation for why
it was your car lights
that extravagant bright light that shines through the deep dark mist
if you where in my position you would understand how pretty they looked from afar and more beautiful up close
they were mesmerizing to me
it felt like the sun was coming down upon me to gaze upon it
as if it has chosen me instead of any other deer to see its glory
but it’s such a shame that I was only able to experience this type of view for only a few minutes until the incident
now my body is beginning to get weaker
through my lenses I can see you get out of the car but I can’t understand what words were coming out of your mouth
suddenly I saw a weird look in your eyes
the same look I had when I saw those lights
my eyelids began to drift away
I hear sounds of footsteps coming my direction
then I heard a very loud sound of something mechanical
then there was something brushing against my antlers aggressively
before I could question what you wanted to do with my antlers
my body surrendered into the afterlife
now my form has turned into a phantom
watching cars pass me in full speed with their lights flashing
knowing they can’t **** what’s already gone

I wanted to write a poem about the perspective of a deer

#animal #deer #light

Ejiro Jan 1

Sunrises that intertwined

A new year has reached my messy doormat
fireworks have been lit up to reach the night sky
everyone I know in church was chanting “ happy new year!” to the people next to them as if they are their neighbors
golden confetti has been thrown from upstairs of the church
down to where me and my family are
some of the confetti got stuck on my hair but I don’t mind
after the service my parents talks about New Year’s resolutions
even though from my experience my parents are the first to fail them

when we got home instead of me staring at the ceiling(as usual)
I decided to open my window and look at the few stars
but overtime they began to lose their elegant sparkle tonight
fireworks were waking me up every time my eyelids tried to fail me
I couldn’t keep track of the time for quite a while
but I already knew I wasn’t going to sleep that easily
plus my new headphones made sure of that
with every song that hummed one ear to the other

everyone was sleeping even the dogs that howled at night
it was only then when the fireworks started to become quieter
and the sky has begun to look a little more bright
a new day has arrived
I began to admire the sun rays introducing themselves to the world
while I picked every golden confetti out of my hair
I summed up a conclusion
even though we all have different goals or visions or experiences
in the end we all see the same sunrise

Lets hope this this new year isn’t such a drag

#happynewyear

Ejiro Dec 2024

Final mischief hours

My friend group is known for being quite a handful
but if you were to hear them out you might see their point of view
even though they are loud and reckless
they weren’t always like that
sometimes they are spreading their childlike nonsense to every lunch table but we all pretend they aren’t there
it’s not as if they are troublemakers
but if you were in my shoes for a minute
you feel as if you need to put leashes on them
even though my friends gets glances from the crowd
with shared whispers of annoyance in the public eye
my peers never cared one bit of their opinions at all
every day with them is like a wacky episode to rewind on
but I am not a mischief myself
but I am a quiet observer
and my friends don’t mind me being one at all
when they are causing their daily havoc I am their along side them
watching them with an open mind
they don’t pressure me to do the things they do and I’m glad
in fact they like my quiet persona
but even though they don’t have a good reputation
they don’t know their stories of why they are the way they are
some days I watch them act like ruthless hyenas
but on other days my friends talk to me alone in private
talking about their lives outside of school
or they’ll tell me about what their going through
or even the thoughts that haunt them at night
and I’ll just sit back and listen to it all
sometimes I’ll act like the guidance they always wanted
and in the our final hours of me hugging them in my arms
I tell them “I’m here for you and I ain’t going nowhere”

#friends

Ejiro Dec 2024

Rotten appetite

all glances were on me that day
handcuffs on my hands and feet
with a steel mask around my mouth
the judge, juries, and the people of the court look at my direction
not even a single lawyer to defend me but to go against me
they all think I’m sort of a animal
but really I’m just a chef with a picky taste
my work is very special to me
I prefer for my work to only satisfy the appetites
of those who have the same intentions as me
you can find my beautiful projects on the dark web
but if you want a real close you know where to find me
I’m not the type of chef to cook meals for the human digestion
rather for the opposite
my skills are rather useful when it comes to a specific topic
“cannibalism” is what my case file says
but do not think I have a brutal type of persona
I see other people as ingredients ready to be served
with only my words of persuasion of sweet treats for them to devour
one by one I end their suffering and turn them into delicacies
You see I believe the human race that doesn’t believe in my vision
deserve to be ravished by those who have similar tastebuds as mine
if you are curious to research my craft man skills
you can look into my files that the courtroom has provided
or maybe you can talk to my daily customers who prefer my services
the courtroom look at me with disgust
but I don’t mind one bit
the eyes of the aversion is filling up my hunger
but I must hold myself down for now

#taste

Ejiro Dec 2024

Monsters aren’t always under the bed

Good news is that it was his birthday
bad news was that two important people
were not going to attend this one
their was balloons and decorations and even a cake
some of his friends dropped off birthday presents at his doorstep
the only thing he was waiting for now was his parents
so when they get home they can watch him blow out his candles
he stared at the clock watching time pass
the moon was appearing itself in the sky
indicating that it is now night time
he started to get very sleepy and accidentally slept on the couch
until a few hours later he feels someone shrugging his shoulder
he opens his eyes and sees both his parents smiling at him
he jumps with glee and hugs both of them
then he took both of their hands and dragged them to where the birthday cake was located
the parents sang happy birthday
and with one big puff he blew out his candles

after the special occasion
he playing with his new toys in his room
until he heard the telephone ringing
he picked it up thinking it was a friend of his
but he realized later it was a voicemail
“hey champ it’s your dad, I forgot to tell you sooner that me and your mom have to go on a business trip and we’ll be back next week, sorry we had to miss your birthday but we promise we’ll make it up to you when we get back” from dad
the voicemail was made a few minutes ago
he put the telephone down and wondered
“if my parents are on a business trip, who is in my house?”

#monsters #anomaly