I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library- Jorge Borges



Tuesday, 26 April 2011

The sun has told me a secret
(I want to tell you)
but he warned,
'If you flout my confidence,
I will not grant you eternal sunshine'.
So with a clandestine smile, I say-
'Your secret is safe with me'

Monday, 18 April 2011

Elemental


past elasticates into present
chanting in the midnight of dream,
there's a jazz of stars making a melody
with the moon
milky way is full of floating lungs
being swooped into black holes
skulls are laughing at their own lives
when a birth to end blasts along
being swooped into black holes

past elasticates into present
when trucks of human garbage
barrel down motorways of materialism
shiny shop front make big candy eyes
causing Orwell to vomit 
landing all over our heads
Murdoch can't even smell it
when a birth to end blasts along
landing all over our heads
           
                                                                                        [Artist: Ki Yoong]