Ben NCM POEMS
Thursday 3 December 2015
Friday 24 July 2015
If it should feel
If it should feel like a drop of sunlight has fallen upon
And blotted the soft tissue of your heart
And that joyous leapings and dance should there then take place
If in the origami of your inner foldings
You construct a flower the form of a peacock's majesty
Resist the urge to awe and long for its beauty
But crush it at once within your fist
And blotted the soft tissue of your heart
And that joyous leapings and dance should there then take place
If in the origami of your inner foldings
You construct a flower the form of a peacock's majesty
Resist the urge to awe and long for its beauty
But crush it at once within your fist
Crying isn't shedding tears
Crying isn't shedding tears.
I shed tears today
Not because of joy or pride
The tears shed themselves unbeknownst to me in honour of dignity
They deferred and bowed in dignity's presence
and streamed about the contours of my cheeks
In silence
As a mark of respect
I shed tears today
Not because of joy or pride
The tears shed themselves unbeknownst to me in honour of dignity
They deferred and bowed in dignity's presence
and streamed about the contours of my cheeks
In silence
As a mark of respect
Sunday 31 May 2015
The Ascent
Don’t think
Don’t have aspirations
Don’t have goals
Don’t have visions of
Don’t reflect
Don’t forecast
Don’t procrastinate
Don’t stop
Don’t slow down
Don’t look up
Don’t multi-task
Don’t dwell
But do.
Sunday 5 October 2014
untitled 5
so in debt
I can
not sense
the
Loss
beyond broke
subterranean
my goal
is
surfacing
toward pain
I can
not sense
the
Loss
beyond broke
subterranean
my goal
is
surfacing
toward pain
Saturday 4 October 2014
untitled 4
Two legs push two wheels
Three legged four eyed greying grandma
When you're this weak
any full woman is a happy future
A dying mantis rolls himself
back to ward
Wife in tow
A stooping gent is searching
Another has Guernica in his eyes
When desperation allows us only
to be dignified
A clean young man
cradles his baby girl
Contented.
They are visiting
Three legged four eyed greying grandma
When you're this weak
any full woman is a happy future
A dying mantis rolls himself
back to ward
Wife in tow
A stooping gent is searching
Another has Guernica in his eyes
When desperation allows us only
to be dignified
A clean young man
cradles his baby girl
Contented.
They are visiting
untitled 3
Finding reasons to hate people
Anybody
If the pain becomes a bore
i'll be first to dash my self
under guise of vacation
That was then
Now
Fortified by miseries of others
and their suffering bodies
With an extra shot
Anybody
If the pain becomes a bore
i'll be first to dash my self
under guise of vacation
That was then
Now
Fortified by miseries of others
and their suffering bodies
With an extra shot
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