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Jan 2017 David John Mowers

Got Guanxi

peanut butter and jelly

smooth crunch,
dilapidated layers,
crushed into,
nuts and margarine,
it seems those screams,
in dreams are clarity,
in reality,
whispers of margins,
so close,
shaves and wavy days,
charging in %’s in head rests,
pieces left in indents of you,
on the mattress.
The fact is,
subjective to the
context of sparks,
ignited by espionage,
rubber gloves,
the ****** scope,
from afar,
how did we cope
before they put us together,
in jars.
The antithesis,
of all we can be.
Weak at the knees.
Peanut butter and jelly,
ready to eat.

Jan 2017 David John Mowers

Bring it back home

Jan 2017 David John Mowers

Got Guanxi

Bring it back home

It took me long time to start writing again,
so I started by lifting my pen.
Keep it simple i said,
and in a second I was inspired.

At one point I was frightened I might not write again, or find the time.
I was in a different place and the moment changed in a second, and in my mind time was mine again.

Life took over and work just became me. Some choose to and some have to, it's a crying shame.

Now I'm close to where I need to be,
So I can be free and enlightened and back to the moments that I'll always hold closest to my heart and soul.

So those targets and goals were temporary,
but it turns out it's not what you have but who you are that remains permanently ingrained in your memory.

So glad to be writing again even though it's just a small piece

#peace #inspiration #peaceful #island #work

Jan 2017 David John Mowers

Bonescent

Jan 2017 David John Mowers

Got Guanxi

Bonescent

Allure to me with your bonescent,
sweat stench brought me closer.
Bone structure kept you here.
In my radius you stayed.

So nearly an artist, fickle.
Dearly departed, I miss you.
Brittle.

And I just kept saying no;
I couldn't handle you.
You must've miss understood the tone;
outspoken through the mandible.

Now I was out of my mind,
Insane at best.
Out of the body experience from inside the mind of the cranium.
Actually you were caught in cult of her anatomy.
First born in the ossification of you.

The next time he spoke,
awoken a sentiment.
The exoskeleton protected what was hiding inside.
And we decayed decayed.
His skeleton exposed; he grew on me like bones of a child.

And I've known his scent still sticks to my shell.
Under my skin and underground,
in the catacombs.

But only bones sent me here.
Just to snap back to reality

#bones #secrets

Dec 2016 David John Mowers

Empty and nameless

Dec 2016 David John Mowers

Keith W Fletcher

Empty and nameless

I remember
I remember
I remember the day you reappeared

And I wondered
And I wondered
Why I never noticed that you had disappeared

What is it that makes us
Go so far around and out of bounds
In order to
Prove to you
And you to me
That we just don't... Really
Give a ****

I expected
I expected
That this one was going to be the last

Cause we're sinking
We're sinking
This emptiness between us has gotten so **** vast

That I know
That I know
Crashing and burning whenever we say words so unkind
That we end up living and dying
On handouts and borrowed time

Floating around so aimless
Empty and nameless
Caught up in all the sameness
That comes from finally seeing
Finally seeing that I was being
Guilty of thinking of myself as blameless

I remember
I remember
I remember the moment you reappeared
It's funny how the choices we make
Changes the view
Of how it is I look at myself
And that changes
The way that I see you.