you laugh because nobody believes that i go to church because you think i am the evil you abhor in yourself i personify your dark desires the bad you love to hate in you you see in me how evil you are so you want to kill your demon through me but there’s no escape, [...]
humble offering
once more here are words on the altar for vultures to pick on offerings to critics unknown who think them god of lines rhymes and reasons of lonesome fools bangkok 10 September 2011
the poet says
there’s nothing to catch the fisherman says the sea is dead there’s nothing to till the farmer says the land is barren there’s nothing to build the mason says the temple is ruined but the poet says there’s a lot to sing about death and ruins bangkok 10 September 2011
write, the wind whispers
write, the wind whispers write about me as you journey beyond the horizon into the unknown forget solid ground as you lift your wings and embrace me and soar into new heights of dreaming write, for this is your curse when you dared the spirits so many seasons ago to teach you to paint ink [...]
