hustling our absurdings in place (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

hustling our absurdings in place

this enlarging letharging retarding em-barge-ing

is sopping my blood!it won’t leave!

how come this is that it lasting

when everything else it all changing so fast

                                                                                   just won’t you try and suppose too

that what if i’m still just might be left

some where here in here too screaming loud!!!

wanton-ly silenced . . .

silencing in our never ever minding

just like we all made making us all coming to do

                                                                                  and so blatantly we letting us plundered

fetal cowarding in grand pretensious flauntings

plundering on in public vicarious fondlings

en-strangulating as we’re swallowing this tail

of our own beguiling serpentining guile

                                                                                                  just won’t you try and suppose  too

                                                                         that what if i’m still just might be left

                                                                 some where here in here too screaming loud!!!

                                                             wanton-ly silenced . . .

silencing in our never ever minding

just like we all made making us all coming to do

                                                                    and we’re all just rainbowed colored desperatings

peeping out of each other

 syncopating in laughter syncopated

posed posing posed for disappearing on

in the bubbular pits of our own omnivorating arms

waiting scared! with nothing else to make last

 ‘cause everything all it all changing so fast

                                                                              just won’t you try and suppose too

                                                                         that what if i’m still just might be left

                                                                 some where here in here too screaming loud!!!

                                                                   wanton-ly silenced . . .

silencing in our never ever minding

‘cause this what we all making us all be coming to do

 

 

Copyright © 2009 Asili Ya Nadhiri

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