The Mind Is All Teeth

biting and chewing

all the time

and in my ears

there is madness

like rats squeaking

in holes

on my tongue

is the next world war

and I can’t speak

and all this

is stopping

my breath

making me see

blood and darkness

everywhere

and in a moment

I am smoke.

And The Sword

slices my neck

and I can feel

the burning pain

as I am severed

head and body

and the world

is a buzz

a swarm of insects

that I hear

in my ear

life is a bitch

really

a bad joke

a fatal choke

is this death’s poke

and you are smoke

that disappears

but before you go

you suddenly know

there shouldn’t be

any tears

you have

no more fears

and to this universe

you say three cheers.

The World Is Empty

and my mind

is full of smoke

I have no idea

what happened

but I think I saw

fire burning

and before that

dead people

with their

necks broken

were rising

into the sky

and now beneath

my feet I feel

no ground

I am falling

and it is terrible

this dropping

at high speed

and I cannot

breathe

and there

my head

flies off

and my life

ends.

I Am Burning

and my mind

is stuck somewhere

my body thrashes about

like a fish out of water

and the world

is so mysterious

its silence

is incomprehensible

it makes me

forget myself

and I want to know

if I am a fly

confusion

is the very air

I breathe

and smoke rises

all around

and finally I see

myself hung

and roasting like

a hunted animal

on the fire.

The Ghost Roams

at night

down lonely streets

and there is thunder

in the sky

the world begins

to burn

and your body heats up

and slowly starts to melt

till you completely disappear

and then you find

that you too have become a ghost

and the universe now has totally

burnt up and turned to ash

and you are floating

through the cosmos

and the smoke is all over you

as you pass through it

and you know the world

has ended

and there is

only greyness

and then that too is gone.

We Are All Ghosts

who disappear like smoke

everything that lives dies

and the Earth keeps rejuvenating

all the time

O what an organism it is

how many feet it has borne

so many lives it takes

it consumes to feed its hunger

and we and everything else

that grows on it is fodder

but for now the golden sun blazes

on the green mountains

and the trees are so beautiful

how they delight my heart

and I feel life is wonderful

and the cocks crow in assent

and the wind says it is true.

Mad Burning World

your fire destroying everything

such tales of horror

lurk in the air

the silent screams

of so many dead children

the heart has been shredded

it has lost its function

so that makes us dead

we are ghosts talking

and we are so useless

we just worsen things

see what life has done to us

see what death has done to us

and how painful to know

there is nothing in our hands

they are just smoke

and when we howl in terror

we have no voice

and soon the entire universe

is ash grey ghostly

and crumbling in the wind

and in seconds

we are all gone.