hear silence

Silence
Wriggling on a 14 chambers altar,
Waiting for the time keeper
Of Gog,
To raise and swing,
The axe with the markings
Of the evil moon and the wicked celestial body
that shrill of enliven,
Separating the head and
Body.

Deaf
Hiding in a dark corner,
Cursing, crooning, chanting,
The mantra of Abyss.
Creeps closer, and nearer,
Bit by bit,
Little by little,
Besieging you,
And
Will scuttle
Like the lightning strikes,
To filch
Your
Eardrums.
And disappear
Into the dens
Of Nothing.

From now til then,
From ever to never,
You will only hear -------
Silence, which

Shriek!

20 April 2009

The Dead Cat Feast

I found myself queuing in a bread line,
You were standing behind me,
We were given the same cuisine,
They’d always want us to gorge,
He found hairball in its intestine,
She feels very much the same,
It is a dead cat.

Miao…
Miao...
Miao...

17 may 2009

(((You Might Need A Face Mask))) Because...

I am the sulphur-dioxide gas,
filling your air-conditioned kennel,
I know I smell
like a sharp tiny sable stabbing your nose,
scourging your sensory cells in your nasal cavity,
your muzzles are now runny,
but you can’t stop inhaling me,
nor extracting me with your mortal ability.

you hate the smell,

I know…

you want to get rid of the smell,

I know…

And I know,

you can’t even see me.


21 July 2009
ah1n1

Dukes for Free/Flea/Flee

dukes of the mountains
dukes of the seas
gathered at the fountain
to hold a feast.

Sitting in their carriages
Of need and just
Thinking of the marriages
Of jokes and lust

Out from their carriages with a tiny leash
Hanging over the neck of their pamper friends
Of fouled with scabies and endless itch
Trying their best to hide own dents.

Look at the dogs who can write and speak
Look at the hamster who can play some tricks
Look at the cats who can sing some songs
Look at the people which hang like ticks.

24 apr 2009
severe ticks fever

You Are Most Silent when You Die

a dead mutt,
found by the road side.
killed by a van,
few days ago.

there comes an ant,
standing on the eyeball,
while a fly,
standing on the nose,
since
there are no better plinth
to stay.

It’s noisy here,
as they are arguing on the origin
of what they had found
in the mongrel ----------

the sluggish,
higgledy-piggledy
larva
or worms
or maggots

maggots
thousands of them
from nowhere
stuffing their heads into
the wide open brain of the dog,
after been run over by that van

that van,
is where
the ant
were brought from,
with identical clear printing of
‘If I Drive Recklessly, Please Dial…’
at the vehicle’s back.

‘they will grow wings
like me’
said the fly

maggots sucking
the juices of knowledge from the mutt,
which make them believe that they can bark.

‘no, they shall grow legs
and live in the holes like
me,’



maggots tearing
fibre of the dog’s meat
which make them grow longer

the ant quarrelled
with the fly

the maggots sucking ideas
from the canine ---------

died
on the road
after trying its effort
to clear its head
from the nuisance
of the fly.

Few days ago.

21 apr 2009 kissm
for beng hock

When we meet Again

I shall be seeing you holding the rag,
You snatch from the need

I would walk away
Before I leave any traces
That ,would make you say
‘You can't make a phase’

21 apr 2009 kissm
alone with them