The broken bird

Fold after fold I go on with the steps, breaking the paper with my fingernails. These acts of tiny destruction bringing solace to my lonely existence…and I count days for birds and birds for days…one bird done for a moment of solitude gone…and this bird, though it is…it is but a piece of broken paper…broken in places by my own hands to resemble a free being of flight, but in reality only a by product of the days that I have spent here in silent solitude.

Jenny's papaya?

I watched her with equally balanced shock and awe as she scooped out the all-seeing eye of God which I had discovered lying helplessly on her eating table. Done with the blinding, she gobbled up the remaining flesh of the once whole holy organ, spoonful after spoonful like a fruit-eating monster. All that the crowd of separated eyes could do now, was let out vacuum screams which couldn’t empty her musicful ears. Day after day she would get one all-seeing eye after another and scoop them out and savour them. But she would justify such a sinful act by calling it an act of “eating a fruit”!
PS – you are free to disagree with me and call it just a papaya…

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You will never see these lights

Glowing in your nights

If you don't know

(and this ends my torturous graphic novel)

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Until you saw these lights glowing in your nights

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That it was like this before we had to go

And you will find that you were blind

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...and with no fear...then you'll know...

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And when you go alone...

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...with every moon , it is as though you're getting closer to your soul....

Depends on my mood

The done one (Mee maroo)

Subjectivities

Think of me

A Vampire's day out

A thought shared

Fool on the hill

Realise