Lying in my bed
--reading ...

It is November, I am in NYC
--25 pages later ...

I am standing on a street corner in Istanbul
Outside the Kybele Cafe, near Sultanahmet tram station
Two British men, Ethan and Dylan, are talking ...

Senses engaged.*
Drinking in sights, sounds, smells of Istanbul.
As I can feel the excitement of this city.
Anticipating the story that is unfolding before me.
I am immersed, no longer in NYC.

Just then, a door slams, I am jolted back from Istanbul.
Back to my bedroom in NYC ...

How long have I been lost in this book?

They all know him
They use him as conscience
There goes the whipping boy
  
And they all loathe him
They treat him like garbage
All loathe the whipping boy
  
They say that they love him
Then beat him senseless
Poor boy the whipping boy
  
His family uncaring
They leave him in darkness
All fear the whipping boy
  
Now who do they turn to
When need to find blame
Point to the whipping boy
  
They beat him and beat him
Until he's insane
That crazy whipping boy
  
Celebrities kidnap him
Then they take turns
****** the whipping boy
  
They laugh at the fact
That he's only thirteen
Ha!  Ha!  the whipping boy
  
His scars never healing
And always they burn
Too bad for whipping boy
  
Let's call him names
And then teach him to learn
Take that you whipping boy
  
His life, it was taken
Before he could walk
Crawl now you whipping boy
  
Also, was taken
His right to talk
Keep tight you whipping boy
  
Maybe the army
Would do him some good
Shoot here you whipping boy
  
Just don't get caught
'cause we know you're no good
We know the whipping boy
  
We'll scare off his girlfriends
Then blame it on him
You're queer you whipping boy
  
No girl for you
Because pictures don't lie
Look here you whipping boy
  
The chains that they use
On his head are so strong
Just bleed you whipping boy
  
When he wakes up
He'll probably just die
Just die you whipping boy
  
One day they looked for him
Nothing was found
Where is that whipping boy
  
We aren't finished
With that joking clown
Give us our whipping boy
  
Who do we blame
Or treat bad when we're down
We blame the whipping boy
  
Half of our fun
Was in putting him down
We want our whipping boy
  
We'll never let him
Forget that he's ours
We own the whipping boy
  
We'll never let him
Forget him, he's drowned
No more the whipping boy
  
Who can we toy with now
Whipping boy's gone
Not I the whipping boy
  
We're very sorry
The whipping boy's gone
Too bad for whipping boy

I gaze upon the universe, so vast but yet so small

Thinking is the fuel I use to travel through it all

In a thought I'm in our Sun, a solar flare I ride, so fun

I hum a tune, guess where now? It was "Fly me to the Moon" , oh wow!

I travel now to other worlds, even bluer than our Earth

Look, I see people here, and a mother giving birth

Will her child both love and hate, and will her brother agitate?

Will she worship?  Will she pray?  Will she pledge her life obey?

Is her God, my God, and heaven all the same?

Of Jesus, she has never heard, and God is not his name

Here me now, I know this true, for I'm am dead, yes me, not you!

When she dies, she'll be with me, floating free, as energy!

Amen

off the asphalt
five miles down south
she catches prawn

her skirt the catching net
feet quietly feather weight
she looks a muddy heron

beneath sky grayish pale
swimming wind with fishy smell
on her no man's patch

intent on her solo search
head bowed down cutely arch
she must have her catch

streaks of mud on her hair
only what she does care
a bunch of wriggling store

fire it up when day is dead
have the catch thinly spread
and nothing more

The ones who trip,

On the path they choose,

Are the ones who are blind,

To those walking beside them.


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love is a mysterious act
it's the good and the bad
and all it attracts
it can be power or pressure
or our worst confessors
we dream of a place
a place that is real
a place with some space
a place you can feel
love is a delirious act

Week One.
Possible reasons why she left you:
1. She was abducted by aliens
2. She turned into a mermaid
3. She joined a group of pirates

Week Two.
Possible reasons why she left you:
4. She won the lottery
5. She was a secret princess
6. She works for MI6

Week Three.
Possible reasons why she left you:
7. She met someone else
8. She doesn’t love me
9. She never did

Week Four.
Possible reasons why she left you:
10. She didn't feel loved.
11. She had enough.
12. She's emotionally drained.

Week Five.
Possible reasons why she left you:
13. She forgot who she was in the relationship.
14. She realised you were a boy and not a man.
15. You didn't support her growth as a human being.

Week Six.
Possible reasons why she left you:
16. She never got attention she truly deserves. She's fed up of "what's up" and emoticons.
17. Everything is all about you. Nothing is ever about her.
18. She loves herself too.