sentimonk – Page 3 – Divagyrations

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when it rains its the same thing everywhere _____… the soaked sleeves of my shirt not so much a second skin as the absence of one.

One nite i was convinced i couldnt write anymore i just wasnt able to maybe i was never but i forced myself to sit in front of my iSook coz one always lives in hope and all that and it was only then that i realised

its hard to type with yr fingers crossed.

Misreading of the day, 13 January 2008

‘Choose the right pain believers’– on a pack of Neuralgins

yr pubic hair / is everywhere

the twirls of hair in front of her ears. the young moon of folds above her eyes. the week-old scar of a squeezed acne a centimetre above her left eyebrow. the scar is small, the size and colour of a dark star. the strange centre of her hair, somewhere in the middle of the backContinue reading “yr pubic hair / is everywhere”

im taking the pigs eyes out and ate them

warm milkserved in cold whiteglass pouredinto—weak coffeedripped from two-headedspout steamingfrom its own heatcontrolled by handstrained by Swiss-accreditedhotel academies—work experiencesspent sticking tiny mirrorsunder doorsconnecting doors—watch the reflectionsof hurried love-makinghands on the wrong placestongue missing the tipsof lipslovers movein ancient chairswith detachable backsas if attachmentto modern love practiceswas taboo—and a man thumbedfamiliar numberson poly-pixelated screenand waited forContinue reading “im taking the pigs eyes out and ate them”

The air hot

Like dirty blankets over yr face. You asked who knitted my jumper. Who the eyeless woman flicking her hair Farah Fawcett-style. Yr fringe blunt, shot, blonde. Who are you? Yr palm coarse, I was surprised. The peeling, cracked skin felt like lies, seen next to the baby-pink of yr skin. You dressed in a periodContinue reading “The air hot”

Cruel angles of buildings

the sky props up the earth the sky props up the earth paints itself blue with melting snow the upward downward flight of the soul the upward downward flight of the soul the sky is a highschool blackboard filled to the edges with scribblings ofContinue reading “Cruel angles of buildings”

Disconversation

‘that was what feuerbach said.’ ‘who said?’ ‘feuerbach.’ ‘who’s feuerbach?’ – ‘the german.’ ‘what did he say?’ ‘that we fear uncertainty most.’ ‘like death.’ ‘like death.’ –

Puri Beta Town Square Junction Central Business District E-Xtainment Centre

The shock has faded from the applegreen of children’s water-spray guns From the hot-pink of ice-cream cones now pale like the palm of their hands The children’s eyes have lost their palimpsest whiteness The blacks acquired the brown of the streets where theyContinue reading “Puri Beta Town Square Junction Central Business District E-Xtainment Centre”

only the headstrong

one day it was a fine daythe bus broke down on the way to endei took the chance to pisson a great banyan treeon the side of the roadi saw in the distancethe perfect triangle of a virginactive volcanoit was smoking ashesout of its pointy labiathat was when i realisedtheres nothing harderthan tryingtake still picturesfromContinue reading “only the headstrong”