I am a cat what can I do you ask
oh the stories I could tell you
like I can purr, while sipping a flask
and I can fart just like Pepe Le Pew
oh the stories I could tell you
watch how I seal the fridge with a lick
and I can fart just like Pepe Le Pew
with my big fat paws I am pretty slick
watch how I seal the fridge with a lick
I'm part Bobtail part Balinese, not chinese
with my big fat paws I am pretty slick
so far I'm nameless, so if you please
I'm Part Bobtail part Balinese, not Chinese
I am impartial to darling but its your task
with my big fat paws I am pretty slick
if you put me in the sun, I will bask .
May 4, 2020
Worship dance blared fulfilled the stroke of sunset
The beauty of heavenly panoramic captivate the admiration in depth
Gratify the devotees whose hunger for the sublimity of art
Even breezes kindly offered its cradle as a humbled guests from afar
The faint strains of *gamelans seems like combing the roar of waves
When the eyes of Gods, exotically closed the day
But this heaven never sleep
The euphoria of dazzling night replace the fetish as a dreams in reality
Diverse nations united in this ocean of excitement
Earthiness as the existence of unified
Pours relief beyond their deadly deadline
This celestial sanctuary was too good to be ruined
In the eyes of Gods, again splendors emitted through its beauty
Touched the heart of universe gently
And be part of the heartbeat in this country
Thou, the seekers, you are welcomed within these prosperities
Author note:
Welcome to Bali
*Gamelan = Balinese Gamelan is a traditional musical instrument originally from
Bali-Indonesia which is usually used for the traditional ceremonies or
events.
What is life but a fantasy?
When letting go of old wounds
Hurting your memory
Easing the pain of yesterday
Is there anything more fantastic
Than your final destiny?
If you can see
Into the burial ground of time
Smell the flowers
In the arctic hands of a Balinese girl
Who sings to you only
If you dare to kiss her on the mouth
You may want to brush your teeth first
Before she disappears from your embrace
And stabs you in the neck
With a stone age dagger
Don’t worry
You have been alive for a Kodak moment
She smiles
And you will return to Bali
To find your burial ground
On the side of a sacred mountain
The view is excellent
And very private
The girl is not there
She moved on to another moment
She is now in high school
And sits behind me at recess
With a dress and nothing underneath
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