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My Balking Colleague Was in possession of the cluelessnessMy Balking Colleague by ~jmegga
often mistaken for sagacity, as if
the glimmer of repressed dis-
comfort in his eye was, instead,
a beacon of pious self-reflection.
He, solemn look forward, was a reminder that
while the wiseman knows that he
knows nothing at all, some just know
nothing.
Niki's Poem There with my neck restingNiki's Poem by ~jmegga
on soft blades of grass and one arm
hung over my face (to
block the sun's rays from the soft,
weak
tissue of my eye)
I caught the most beautiful picture that
would never be taken.
Indeed, why would it?
When would I place a
camera so that its borders
are set by the flesh
of my arm... her blonde head
(that lovely thing)
in the foreground,
the canopy of freshly bloomed light-green and yellow
buds in the midground, and the ever expanding rich blue sky
in the background...?
Or maybe it is because no medium
could capture her head pressed
against my chest, my free hand's fingers
wrestling with loc
During the Meeting OutsideDuring the Meeting by ~jmegga
bulls and bears
dance proudly in ugly,
expensive hats
and my face burns
with stubble and
trapped roots.
But Inside
this is a visceral night
where I can taste
the creamy texture
of a wall
and the chocolate shadows
cast upon it by a dim
lamp with a curvaceous
mahogany base and
a pasty beige clothe cover.
An ambiguous circle of light
is thrown at the ceiling and
no one remembered what happened
tomorrow.
Sta.sh
-jose
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I'll die drowned by your standards
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I'll die drowned by your standards