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Friday, January 28, 2011

Jester's Magic Box

She was born in a tomb
her pseudo life destined
to be controlled by monsters.

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She, dark gypsy princess
sequestered into solitude
sheltered from the sunlight

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Goblins built her a mock house
locked up, she was left
only to sweep -
cooking air

Watching grapes
become raisins

...Transferred into
the cell
a lesser hell
where she could
cleanse
her outer shell

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... Watching her
fingers,
lips,
and toes
become raisins

She'd sleep
to be chased
by the big bad wolf
under the full moon

As she hid
in the tall grass
it went away

... By morning
her eyes sealed shut
she'd cry for help!

The Spanish-Indo queen
would cast a magic spell
for her to see
a life in pink!

Wandering sly, minion king
He'd sing and paint
to the gypsy girl
tall tales
night after night

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They'd dump her
between two trolls
with nasty
mulf and gump puppets
turning her into
their marionette!

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... She was an eaglette
wings trimmed
brief of flight

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Without a wind to motion
over the vastly, glittered ocean
for a notion
of what life was
truly meant to be.

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One day
she met
an Arab prince
of long, dark locks
piercing jade eyes
who would give her
a map...
without a path
without a key

It may have set her free

He'd see her in her somber
serenading with electric vibes

She'd sing
a song
to sooth
his troubled soul

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He sought
to escape
his darkened past

Embracing warmth...
Ecstacy!



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In a magic box
she gave him her heart
slipping it into
his saddlebag

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He did not see
that evening
he took her out

... Magic carpet ride

They could only travel
so far
she was trapped
in that realm

... As he flew away
into the next one --

He begged
he pleaded

For her to remain
young,
sweet,
and pure.

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She prayed
for him
to find
his beautiful queen

If she'd ever see him again
she would have to
seduce a soldier
slipping a magic
sleeping potion
disguising herself
in its armor

Snuck into a witch's cave
peering into the caldron
watching the prince
become a king -
his bride, breathtaking
became his queen

Angels We Have Heard On High

Thousands of fae
surrounding -
protect
their angelic princess babe.

Gypsy girl
was soon caught!
Detained!


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She struggled
She fought!

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Outcast
further
from this morbid society

Declared dead
to the world...

She lingers
around...
Forever -
a mere jester
entertaining
the underworld.



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27 Jan 2011
C.N. via KLRabstracts



Monday, January 24, 2011

Love

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Saturday, January 22, 2011

Talk to Me

Leo
where are you?
how have you been?
I wish I could
meet
see
your twin girls
they've grown so much
as shown
in your facebook albums
please call me
this is my number
why don't you bug me?
reminisce
back when you'd
give me a sprite
out of your pocket
friendship at first smile
I was just a meek Sailor girl
baking the breakfast doughnuts
washing dishpans
serving coffee to officers
officers who's files
you and I would manage
with our asses
in utilities
in utility!
how'd we manage
to still be friends?
13 years now
you should be my "gordo"
I dunno, heh!
thinking about you
every now
and again
It's nice
sweet was your skin
across my flesh
that t-shirt in the Korean market
read "merge"
I have it in storage
those cool Japanese breezes
our messing around
by Mikasa park
3 a.m.
love at first fondle
you did it right
you were my friend first
you took your time
you rocked my boat
we fucking rocked the boat!
Heavy Hong Kong waves!!!
walking on bulkheads
dancing on non-skid
polite glances
on the smoke deck
in our hotel rooms
in your quarters
we glided
freshly showered
white and dark Mexican Americans
making sweet Japanese love
9-11 attack
you and I were together
you and I were together
YOU AND I
WERE
TOGETHER!
anywho...
I have to gather
my files
medical
start filing
a claim
visit the VA
I'm old
not so tired
love being alive
I love you, too.
I'm tired of being stereotyped
in my favor
because I look Mexican
so Indian
get called "Señora"
by the Sun Metro drivers
as if
I were confused
diffused
by the fronchih feds
pushin 'em to migrate north
can't blame the señoras
for not wanting to change their ways
they're whiter than ME
yet
we all ride
the same journey
cleaning houses
carrying
bright blue
Wally World bags
I get paid well to clean houses
because of my prior experience
and because of how I look...
I stereotype myself
" : " + " ( " = frown
(colon plus open parenthis)
almost got run over
last week
and wrote about it
I found my old quals
paperwork
it made me look good
for advancement
they triggered
a time travel
to the days
of when I was more agile than agile
thought I was brighter than bright
and more loving than love could be
living abroad
I felt so free
so I assumed
life would continue to be
I was cheated and robbed
hated just to be hated
slapped against the head
my Military name
erased each day
from the office white board roster
I filled in the blank
"wallflower"
they hated me more
for not acting like a hoe
for trying to be such a clean pro
the rebel foe
friend to those who love
We'd bust our asses
bust our asses
bust asses
bust our brains
bust brains
rack our brains
get brain racked in our racks
rocked to sleep in our racks
my brain is racked...
the shakes returned
60-hour anxiety
gradually attacking
my system
slowing me down
I slowly reach
to pull the lever
to return to this year
this day...
open a cabinet
and take some vitamins
C... multi... E
anything healthy
to ease the cerebral noise
I done better
I have been better
I'm supposed to be passed this shit
closure was reached
but the stitches came undone
I had to go out dancing
one last time
May 15 2002
in Roppongi
after my bottom left wisdom tooth
and I felt the threads
slowly stretching
they came undone
I've come undone
I want no more
I've redone myself
renewed myself
revived myself
yet the shit still stinks
embedded
too vividly
in my grey matter
wrinkles
neurons shock
ears ring
ears hiss
ears ring
I want to hear a ring
the ring of my phone
call me
Please
Talk to me