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 Jan 2013 wandabitch
Nuha Fariha
Paper unfolded is by far
the most beautiful possibility
Before it is folded
Twisted, refolded, untwisted
Doubled, tripled, bent and unbent
To be beaten into a form
A claustrophobic form.
I can feel the grinding
   (tearing and ripping)
             (apart)
my nervous system.
Out here in this deep black;
not a soul speaks back
to the whispers or the shouts.

I've been lost before,
but never past the confines
of my own imagination.
I am (lost) outside.
Crawl through the wormhole;
Alice down the rabbit hole.
Morpheus and his red pill,
slip and trip
into an alien land.
Search and discover,
explore and uncover.

This is not an option anymore. ----------------
                                                                          
Rotten apple life, -----------------------------------
tree fall breeze.
Grass landing,
worm food
for life.
Einstein smoked a pipe.
Wet stones for the ivy knives
keep the jungle clean shaven.
Stay dressed for work.
"What line of work are you in?"
"Marketing, old boy."
He didn't wear a beard to work;
neither does the jungle these days.
Einstein smoked a pipe.
I want raging nights,
dark and wild;
lit only by bonfires
and glares on glasses.

I want sun-kissed mornings,
breezy and free;
interrupted only by the voices
of lovers and friends.
Those Hamm's didn't drink themselves.
No more lighting incense on your shelves.
That bed is a ***** one my friend.
The bridge burnt, you watched the fires end.
And there's been a thing or two, written on that wall.
And a thing or two more, before paint covers it all.

I am Jaguar Paw.
Grey nights, cold and candleless
I'm handleless, no grip on anything.
A memory, remembering
a hushed whispering
fluttering and disappearing
to a dreamscape, pursued in dedication
Medication is the modern vacation.
Castle tower,
Stone walls.
Cold soul.
Moat of fire:

Burning passion.

Castle tower,
Cracking and crumbling,
laughing and stumbling
on my words:

My shields.

Castle tower,
***** liar.
Rubble pile.
Moat of fire.
Spin me out of this world
                                         Blow my mind.
There's something better to experience.
You're stuck. Stuck. Stuck. Stuck. Dead.
Stop listening to what you want to hear.
Hear what you need to hear,
see what you need to see.
Be what you need to be.
Some hear truths (and lose themelves)
              Hear truths. Find truths.
                   (Close your mouth)
Open your mind.
Try
Make that a mental note.
Make a connection to their functions.
(Parallel traits; perpindicular to the global eyesight)
Take a look into the brainWINDOW.
Take a book from the thoughtLIBRARY.
                                                    Steal flimisy ideas.
Craft a fort of implementation.
Try hard. Try harder.
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