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Things are going great no problems at all
My world is terrific, I feel glad for the day
The sun is shining, and I notice the birds
They dive in for a taste of the cat food
I smile at their daring
A sharp pain stabs me through my heart
It feels like someone has speared my back
There is an invisible boa constrictor around my chest
Is this how death is?
I keep quiet
A day later I am exhausted, can barely move
There is a cyst and it is oozing
What the heck? The birds are still here
But I no longer see them or care
It is all about me; and my health
which I take for granted when it is good
It is bad now, and I am irritated.
Cursing the world
Why me? Why me? Why me? Why me? Why me?
The birds fly off, sensing my rage.
Gladys had raised Bowie since he was a baby snake.
They had a loving relationship
Did not get many guests.
Bothered neither of them
They had each other
Bowie liked to lie in bed next to Gladys
It gave him comfort as he grew longer and longer
He was ten years old now, longer than the bed
His tail curled over onto the floor
He stopped eating and Gladys grew concerned.
She called the vet.
“Get out of the house now!” the vet told her.
Your Boa Constrictor is measuring you, getting ready to eat you!”
Maybe it was the crack in his voice.
But Gladys did not argue.
Animal Control came in and took Bowie away.
As far as we know she does not have a new snake.
I gave my love to the Light
I loved a woman very, and for so long, she didn’t accept my feelings of love; I lost everything
Years have passed, and my life almost too, I lost my present life, but I can’t forget; goodbye
Hmm, my heart and soul lie like shards in a graveyard, I see this place often; death is a friend
I will die, killing me my love, this feeling the poison in my life
I won't drop this love, strangles like a boa constrictor; oh love
Yes, I don’t need it, but I just want; I need to forget everything
Oh light! I offer my love to you!
Please! Please! Please get it!
Take it off from my poor life!
Oh Light!
Save my life!
This is a great gift!
- From a suffering man -
Oh, Great Light, to you!
Get it!
Please!
Thank you!
Love you!
Let’s have friends over she said to her party-loving husband.
The honeymoon was over, and it was just the two of them now.
He rolled his eyes. Let’s not, he replied.
She was shocked. He had always been the guru of party animals.
The one wearing the pink boa constrictor and singing dandelion songs.
Maybe he was in a weird mood, she thought.
Not realizing this is his regular way, if he is not trying to impress a bride.
How about a barbecue? She suggested. We could invite our friends.
I do not have any friends, he said. She was shocked.
What about his best man?
Not realizing his cousin had been super reluctant.
She suggested another party, picnic, soiree, nothing motivated him.
She brought over a friend. They were singing and dancing, laughing.
Having a fine time.
Her husband said to her friend “Please quiet down. You are disturbing the cat.”
Her friend never came back.
She was horrified, seeing what the rest of her life looked like now.
I cannot concentrate on anything but me this week.
I am nurturing little Caren, as she’s right in front.
The committee is pushing her forward for hugs and kisses
And stuff. Do you know you can kiss yourself?
Just kiss your hand and then gently push the
Hand kisses all over your inner child’s face.
I’ve been having a Caren week, and it’s
Been so healing really.
It’s weird that I am still
Crying. The asthma is
Back though, and it feels
Like a boa constrictor
Is crushing my chest,
Then there’s that
Bundle of pain at
The base of my
Neck.
It’s
Just
Been a really
Bad, sad, bad, sad week.
Breathing
Is a big deal.
Breathe if you can.
And sleep if you can.
And love everyone you can.
That's the key, but I guess
my husband is right.
sometimes I have to stop
loving everyone else, and
love me. That's harder, but
imperative really.I'm hugging
myself now, to practice up.
inside here, it spins and zigzags
outside there, normal is my favorite flavor
either way, a straightjacket insanitarium awaits me
when i stay, i pay
when i go, it is like i don't know
confusion is a boa constrictor squeezing until the color of life fades to nothing
what was once fun is now a heartache playing darts with my Sanity's cerebellum
it all leads me to follow fragile
where it all takes me i have no idea
what i do know is that sometimes in life you have to throw away the running shoes
survival is a cash reward incomparable to nothing except God's Love....
now that i think about it, all around, over, under, and on all sides of us, that is where our focal points need to be....
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I hope that
if swallowed by a boa constrictor
people would see behind the disguise
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If I were whoever I am
it would be nice to be seen
for whom I am and not
for what I seem to
be when I am...
An elephant and not a ~ tah ~
B Bewildered the Little Prince landed on Earth
S Surveyed the drought amongst plentiful riches
I Ignored the facades and gave earthlings a rose
X Xenial embrace warm welcoming and hospitable
O On the surface he seemed to be an outlandish soul
N Native of a foreign Universe that was called Love
E Enigmatic mysterious with a Three Petalled Flower
T The Turkish Astronomer married the Lamplighter
W Wedded they were under a Baobab Tree’s canopy
O Oblivious of haters they tied hands and good fortune
F From now on luminescent like Aladdin the cave gave way
O On its way to handing over the torch of naked freedom
R Relieved from oppression of thoughts action and feelings
E Elephant doffed his hat to applause of Boa Constrictor
V Vigorous in his passion he pulled the mask from our eyes
E Enter at you own peril if you dare to see the light of the truth
R Risk is not for the faint hearted but darkness not a good choice
22nd May 2021
B 6 1 2 is the name of Little Prince’s planet
May it live Forever in our hearts and narration
Xenial stands for the ancient Greek concept of hospitality
between hosts and guests from different cultures
the personification hurts the reasoning of an untrained apophenic
cacography ensues as the computer throws a spell check wobbly
the poet scribes on because everything is not what it seems to be
clouds become animals spirits aspirations and nebulous signs
and I am the object and subject of mind altering misperceptions
sometimes ‘a cigar’ is just a cigar and ‘this is not a pipe’ dream
subconscious delusion offer a palatable way out of shackles
an unmade bed becomes an expensive desirable piece of crap art
the urinal in the museum flushes waste and reality down the drain
and yet one has to craft understanding and narrate viable stories
paraedolia is such an enchanting word as are paradox connections
apophenia rules when the truth is too painful to face in real time
the scribe employs license and unlicensed paradigms for his work
Exupery’s elephant swallowed by a boa constrictor rightly refuses
to become a hat which is such a bigoted symbol of bourgeoisie
emotions flow swiftly and guide mere rational thoughts into retreat
harmonize what will so often remain unbalanced and superfluous
when depression dances with mania around a moldy berry bush
a solution presents itself in acceptance surrender and growth
just as useful is to see the world through an innocent child’s lens
a kaleidoscope needs no interpretation and mirages are divine
witches zoom on broomsticks under guise of cleaning brigades
clairvoyants offer an unadulterated future becoming of mature age
if only the wars of all nations were fireworks only praising the night
yet in trial error and tribulations a skillful magician soothes my soul
26th July 2020
The boa constrictor called life
squeezes ever so tight
making it difficult to breathe.
Anchored to responsibilities;
shackled to realities
from which I cannot leave.
The elephant in the room
sits upon my chest;
Nightmares that visit me
interrupt my rest;
In normalcy’s classroom
I am failing all the tests;
I choke on the food of life
that I simply cannot digest.
Fears beget tears;
Apathy foretells catastrophe;
I am so lonely in this crowd -
The silence is far too loud.
Straps on the white coat are tightened;
I am so scared I am no longer frightened;
Darkness provides my only light;
I try to survive one more day of life.