The young bird sails,
the little purple currants
control the fear.
The fragile bite,
the real last supper
controls your mind.

How can you exist like a luxuriant high button shoe?
Are they selling flu?
Are you the schoolmaster and were you a no scholar?
Can you be sold?

"What's that?"
I don't know.
I have a vision of a ******,
Forest fires,
menstrual fluids,
a new language,
the divine messenger,
the hidden gods of blood
&
a single moment's pain.

The fundamental young bird now sails for a brief moment.
I will buy you all a ****** and a little persistence of memory


- Samar Charulingah Godfrey

Beside my feet
there is a
quiet caterpillar.
beside the
caterpillar there is
a revolutionary frog.
besides the frog there is
pregnant sadness
with a large gasoline engine
and
beside the
engine there is a mirror
and in the mirror
there is a smile
looking back at me
and
beside me
there is a little box of flowers.
do you want some flowers?



- Samar Charulingah Godfrey

If only I could give her
a rocket ship, the silent balcony & a mirrored box of golden cigarettes
If only I could give her more,
Will you come out then?
Will you?

If only I could penetrate
her frisky eardrum, her brown eyes beneath the crest of her strange empire
If only I could give her more,
my dear heart
Will you come out then?

If only I could watch
a falcon on her wrist
If only I could challenge her ******* for a duel
If only I could wrap myself in her scarlet flesh,
my dear heart
Will you come out then?
Will you shine?
If only I could give her more...



- Samar Charulingah Godfrey

A beautiful white cat
sits on a
perfect piece of
***
and shows no interest both,
in the seduction
and the composition
of the
post *** zone

I think of it,
as the
possible future element...



- Samar Charulingah Godfrey

My eyes are
burnt.
I don't pray
to those
few
high school gods.
I betray the
teachings of my mother.
I pull out of
my pocket
a pack of cigarettes.
my silence is
lost.
I talk like antibiotics,
but
tell me
can I still feast in an abnormal modesty?


-Samar Charulingah Godfrey

I had a fun night with two.
One died and the other is starving.
They came to see me
like the mysterious sea about to *****,
the kind of sea where often in the evening a dozen clairvoyants ****** by every other god
come to drown!
I had a fun night with two.
One died before I could hold her and the other, I starved her to death.
Honey! Could you please get me my vegetarian horse.
I need to catch a revolutionary jellyfish then feed it with my idea of religion and let it dissolve in the mysterious sea.
You are stupid and so is your god!
I had a fun night with two...



- Samar Charulingah Godfrey