Memories and chainsaws,

What a misery; can network delay?

Block our ears? 

But our eyes hear.

I know in whose house;

Oh! What a knowledge of evil from Eve’s fruit.

Same house, same balcony, same stairs,

Couldn’t win a fifty if you tried.

Companion of fools? 

Companion nonetheless.

Sanity and sawdust,

Perhaps if we skip breakfast and lunch

Binocular and a dove would arrive.

So we would try

As our midsection’s rumble,

We would ask and hear the thunder if lucky.

Hey Gold, Frankincense and myrrh

What am I good for?


Originally published on praxis magazine


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