Everyone lies a little and dies a little.

I had lovers from the seven seas, yet everyone sank my ship.
Don’t get offended if I am suspicious of your grip.
I am not used to getting cherished in a heap.
Cause the fleeting attention will always perish.
Leaving a void, which I will try to mend with a clip.  
Too good to be true; it always turns out to be a blue.

a dear friend of mine says,
'excessive humility leads to arrogance.'

Palestine is a memory malfunction.
Search it on Google Maps...
you won’t find it.
Because the algorithm
was coded by the occupier.

History is no longer an eraser.
It is a software.
Palestine is the glitch as it leads to many topics - Rhizomatic.
Not what gets erased,
but who has the right to erase
is the real debate.

UNESCO says:
"heritage destroyed."
Instagram says:
"community guidelines violation."

the sense of urgency that applies to everything.
the fast and stylized flow of contemporary culture.
hurry harry capitalism.
where there is urgency, what can be sustainable? breathing?

Some say,
laughter is the
best medicine.
While I have
found that to
be true, it's
become so
cliche.
An axiom I now
live by is that
mushrooms are
the best medicine.
Perception's door opens
wide, and my jaw aches
with laughter.
I can taste blue and
green, and hear
tulips sing lovely
ballads for the
squirrels that have
forgotten where they
buried their nuts.
I train my poems like
circus bears.
They rarely maul me.
And, just between
you and me,
The Birth of
Venus painting that
hangs above my
writing desk vibrates and
pulsates like the
Gulf of Mexico.
That red headed
temptress dances
seductively, long into
the night.
And now,
my kittens think
it's funny to
meow backwards.

On a sea of chaos
love floats
if you believe
then you know
love is seeing
goodness grow