I've been living in outerspace lately, that's why I haven't been making contact with mah blog. Here's one of my poems that got hit by an asteroid. The rest landed on Makata.

CLOCKWORKS

TIME like a war monger hungry giant chasing me in my sleep
& threatening to hit me with a giant iron spoon. Last year's dirty white linens still left hanging on the clothes wire where flowers bloom in the backyard.


FEAR like a tingling itch deep inside your skin that you can’t scratch.
I am unable to breath like a disgorged child that almost drowned in the river of Uncle Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory. Unable to pay his own debt, he cries as he turns into an oompa loompa.


FUNNY how time moves backwards when you're having fun.
Beautiful voice mingling in my head- a helium choir of chipmunks
lost in the skin parade of time.


TREES outstretch to reach the heat of the sun.
Assembled faceless bodies- twigs engraved backwards
from a distance almost mistaken for the lost voice
of angels.


PEACE is a symbol of the doves
A white frayed flag flying in half salute midway to heaven & earth.
When war-faced-painted-children get tired of winning all the time,
all the toys in the backyard go back to the attic to be put a way until
the next baby falls out
Of Sleep
& pulls the trigger

Getting ready for a diaper change.