[ReBlog] John Pollock: Once more unto the breach, dear friends…

On the #Brussels attack, and our miserable silence.

Source: Once more unto the breach, dear friends…

house cat 3 (jealousy)

ms took messengers

for fellow felines

clawed and cornered the up

holstery sitting mellow

spat way off the baselines

blinds standing by bewildered

at a flawed case of mine

ms took messengers

for fellow felines

furiosity filled the flat

yellow to the nines.

 

haiku

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haiku

at night fall it dawned

on me that you ain’t giving

me the time of day.

sure

you soothe my

soul brother i am

at a loss for hurts

when i fell into

place lover we met

gathering pieces.

unklüg

ein un ein fug

kommt nie allein

heut’ wieder trug

ich mir einen ein

und wie im flug

war’n wir zu zwei’n

zwei un unfügen

werden wir nun sein

und wir zwei klügen

wollen uns befrei’n

vor allem vor allem

wir fügen uns nicht ein

werden weiter und weiter

achso un unfügig sein.

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fictionary

‘sehnsucht’: non-translatable and some

times annoyingly suitable for longing

(diss) paired with nostalgia, also

an addiction; object-able and hard

ly contained in either wish or desire;

never content with a fucking sigh.

reptile contemplations 7

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reptile contemplations

never been no ice

nor meek drama queen

that always did mean

hours done roll twice

a thinkin got unseen

shoulda coulda been

of flowerlickin nice

woulda sour hadn’t win

snake skin shake skin

layers be gettin too thin.

mo’ (hoe) solidarity

international women’s day, eh, come on let’s go, you said.

i said, yeah not really. it’s a bit like mother’s day, now who cares?

i won’t, i said. wanna ditch my clothes and mirror-sway. snap.

but then who dares, i say. and, oh, hey, who’s a hoe? hey. yo.

caged song

all caught up

with myself

and my early bird

that never hatches.

reptile contemplations -1

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reptile contemplations

i always dreamt

of that porch, that swing, but as they say

it’s a southern thing.