I made a timeline of things to talk about Some letters I wrote in my head But how hard can it be Conversing with a person instead? I have met many laughing writers But never a happy writer Some write in their little notebooks Or in the corner of any empty space But nobody can …
Lady Winchester
I have been to many funerals All my dead dears departed Drove me into a den, in desperation Left me a doyenne amidst demons Among the hammers and the drills Sound the sagacious whispers I buried all arms, on the day of Mass To bathe in the ashes of the woman I was Having slept …
Reflections of Communal Solitude
A calm in my stride Cars flying by my side Wind flows between us The pull of her hand Jerks me out of danger So close But still a stranger The light on the street Remains a neon green Silence at the bus stop I get off with a wave Sunlight on the window Seeks …
Creating the Bride of the Monster of Frankenstein
The wonders have ceased Nightmares have settled in A new endeavour on which I embark May negate the plant of malice I grew The first child is an abomination None can tell what two adds up to Would this make a pair that plagues the world in disaster? Would l have to find my regrets …
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Shiva’s Anthem
She is order I am entropy I am a deva of threes My eyes and my oneiric trident Compared to She with her many arms I am content in my role of passive regard But sometimes she is a storm More volatile and feral than her beast Whereas I maintain my viper stance Composed and …
Electra’s Lament
The days are bad The world is mad So back to a wretched home I go Make no mistake, I am on my own A cut or two can never make a difference My reptilian heart knows how to grow back Still I am torn I have a habit of getting offended by unspoken things …
Prometheus
Succeeding him in spirit I a firework craftsman Who has wrought his gift To such a short lifespan Flames were once charity Embers that still remain Incendiary flashes Mankind’s rage and bane Flames that kindled life Cinders to play the odds Flickers of betrayal Incurred wrath of the gods Fireworks are dastardly Fireworks can kill …
Drive (2011) Review: A Study of Grit, Crime and Fables
SPOILER WARNING ⚠️ There’s something about the film’s unnamed protagonist that sets him apart. If you think about the usual type of characters that crime fiction tends to deal with and he is far from it. He doesn’t indulge in drugs or drink more than any other Californian. He doesn’t carry around a gun …
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Leni Sighs, the Devil Cries
Glorify Camera flash Propaganda Belief All those lies Acclaim Applause Legacy lost Wide angle The dream dies Whispers From a past glory Just like spies Formations high Revolving cries Fiction Truth Dissociation Film canisters Leni sighs Leni Riefenstahl, who lent her voice to the Devil. (Click on image to learn more)
Medicine of Conjecture
Look at the smile of distant spaces Look at the borders of faraway places Eccentric people with different cases Look at me and think of those races Your father would take you to and bet on the dark horse Trying to prove statistics can be beaten Look at me and think of those anomalies You …