Scary Poem (Inaugural Etude, 2017)
Beware the tyrant’s on the looseSwinging his scythe and scrotumBeware he enters your dreamsWith a facemask and speculumBeware he crawls on fours and sixesKeeps time with the ancient pendulumHe’s pissed as a newtHe chains you to his beliefsBeware he will make you disappearYour history will be rewrittenBeware, he sleeps in the same roomHis smell is oddly humanBeware, he’s a territorial beastHe’ll carve you into twelve provincesBeware, he flaunts his conquestsBeating his snare drum of fleshBeware he is texting your sisterWhilst spraying his toxic gyzymBeware he’s ten thousand years oldAnd will survive the nexus pogromsBeware he is the killer legacyNo muzzle nor museum can hold him
Chaos Had No Eyes
Chaos said, “O, Mei Ling, give me eyes so that I can admire yourbeauty.” So, Mei Ling punctured two wounds into his forehead. Andas he gazed longingly into her eyes, Chaos said, “O, beautiful one,I can’t smell your sweet scent.” So, Mei Ling cut two holes for hisnostrils. Chaos said, “O, melodious poet, give me two ears, so that Ican hear your fine poems.” Again, Mei Ling obliged. Chaos said, “Atlast, give me a sweet mouth, so that when we kiss my tongue couldinterlock with your tongue, deep into all eternity.” And so, Mei Lingcut for him a deep red mouth and kissed it. Chaos said, “I have lovedyou too much” and bled from his seven sockets into turbulent riversof blood, spilling over the dark continents, flooding the deforestedplains and pestilential cities, destroying the once abundant borderlands.Finally, Chaos marveled at his own gruesome handiwork andwould want for nothing.