Saturday, September 26, 2009

KARMA

Walk along the shore: I've been
Stiff as cheap rug, freeze eaten my neck
Drift my Hawaiian toga in the air

Shelter in this world: Agony
Tickle my heart by love: History
Sour, bitter, sweet, I drink from bottle

I live in fairytale, once-
Pour poison thru my vein as wine,
Even Death fear to whisper.

I not Guru
My bare foot ashen, I couldn't.
I justify the constellation, Zeus furious.

Not Christ either.
I have no Holy Grail, I swear.
My hand not for curing, miracle distance.

But instead I know storm aroused my life: was
Tho I fright craving for the future
Deep inside, there is light upon me
Ordinary me, I reclaim myself.

ATTITUDE

Hand off that marble you fool
It was form with glass, not a fine sheet that you can burn
Those glasses easily burst not only tears

Why you eager like a brat
Off you dirty foot from neighbour garden
You cry. Hiss you

Hidden your thicken paw, you purr kitten
You bad kitten, I shove you with my witch stick
Mark your claw at those poor rats, they ready to crawl, hide and seek
Not me. You fool

Red big nose, you petrified clown
Stripes to pull your pants up, you shallow trendsetter
Pale face. Teasing geisha. Bad clown. Bad.

Big fat hat: a sack straw hat
Blunt become you rival, you not welcome.
Hiss you. I fancy those rattans, round as easily to mend
Tho he is wild, yet his nature shall be tame.