"sleeped" poems
If we sped one night in your motor
in ghostly sleeped streets.
Onto a highway, overtaking nightshift drivers.
Their anger would only echoe and
bounce of your back screen window.
Street lights would fade
into roads which passed their trails.
And your senses would dissolve into the music as we rode.
Your fumes polluted the air so much that night,
but I left you forgiven
because it was your last.
The last image in my iris of you flashed,
as my skin was scarcely stabbed.
Your cigar was put out by the force
before your lips could ever taste it again.
It’s last fire was gushed out
by my bottled tears which spilled on the surface.
Then I seen you impaled
your heart oozed out onto the steering wheel,
that had steered us to the end.
Your fingers were the surf that melted into the ocean.
As were your eyes,
enclosed in a forbidden sleep to ensure that
you never awoke and remembered.
But each night I wade with the birds
who sing at the cars looting by
and I inhale their fumes, crying because
they still have miles left unlike you did that night,
when we sped
and you stopped.
Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 5:58 PM UTC
More grease to your elbows
We say, I hear
Why not? Why not?
More paraffin to your elbows
We will go on a honey-moon
We say, I hear
Why not? Why not?
We will go on a sugar-noon
Full-stop
We say, I hear
Why not? Why not
Fool-stop
Slap slapped, sleep slept
We say, I hear
Why not? Why not?
Slap slapped, sleep sleeped
I own ten sheep and fishes
We say, I hear
Why not? Why not?
I own ten sheeps and fishes
He is going to three stadia and banks
We say, I hear
Why not? Why not?
He is going to three stadiums and banks
Tall, taller and handsome, more handsome
We say, I hear
Why not? Why not?
Tall, taller and handsome handsomer
Give him his book, and give her, her book
We say, I hear
Why not? Why not?
Give him, him book, and give her, her book
Shall, should and must, must
We say, I hear
Why not? Why not?
Shall and should and must, mould
This world of nays and yays
We say, I hear
We say, I hear
This world of ups and downs
This crazy world of English
Why not, why not
Why not, why not
Where I am so proud to be an alien.
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 4:45 AM UTC