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the simple life

"One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words." Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

My monstrous myths

She asks first.
Google can disappoint.
Karaoke speaks truth.
Her cat dances.
Better than him.
Her bouncing belly.
His bleeding heart.
The wallet vanishes.
Goodbye online redemption.
Hello Faye Wong.
A fair maiden.

He stays home.
Rising love pills.
Moveable feast’s leftovers.
Yesterday’s resurrected wheels.
Mischievous modern art.
Hollow and howling
His dog unfed.
Puppy no more.
Puberty is cruel.
Behold mummy comes.
All is well.

The steely oceans
Mirror synthetic skies.
All my dreams
Width and breadth
Length and depth
Shifting growing proportionately
Games won today
Are memorised and recycled.
Desire is infinite.
Finite is love.

My monstrous myths.


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