"orchidaceae" poems
Explore the timid quiet night life;
Hear the billows of the gushes of the wind
And the orchestra of the grasshoppers
Within the blades of the knee-high grass.
And as the fairies and nymphets,
Dance under the umbrellas and mushrooms
And the star-clusters of constellations,
Walk past through the lane where lovers embrace,
And you, all alone, with no lover or so,
Just have to fall in love with whatever there is
To fall in love with.
The wax of Artemis, and the wane of Diana
Beams at you in static cinema-like spotlight;
The ghost of a girl with a battered heart
And the dew-damp earth and rain
On an empty 10pm cafè
And the scent of a purple paradox,
Oh, it’s death and so lively magic,
Fill the night.
Pick a petal,
And pick another one
And feel the stardusts coming into life.
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 12:49 PM UTC
i wonder what this dream has to say
a cluster of orchidaceae blooms
out from the right side of my chest
crawls up clasping my breast
to the base of my sternum
decorating my *****
i wonder what this dream has to say
a lil gecko flashes my very eyes
creeps in the right sole of my foot
then i slit open my sole
he's pleased to see it crawls away
i wonder what this dream has to say
A centipede slinks out from somewhere
i smash it to death without regret
and a relief to see it's dead!
i wonder what these dreams have to say
do they say something to you?
they may not be digestible
but I love to take a bite of your mind!
May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 2:12 PM UTC