"The only true voyage of discovery, the only fountain of eternal youth, would be not to visit foreign lands but to possess Other eyes, to behold the universe through the eyes of the Other, of a hundred Others, to behold the hundred universes that each of them beholds, that each of them is" – Marcel Proust, "The Prisoner"

@ONAI: I don’t keep you awake; I keep you alive.
To sleep and to dream, that’s your one last drive.
We both know sleeping is way out of your means
So you have become dreammates with the memes…

The woman behind the till is so tall
If she stands up she might swallow the lights.
A garbageman leans into an impulse basket
To steal a sideway glance at the name on her badge
But her tortoise-shell Hallmark diva glasses…

Adam and Eve bit their Apple before Steve.
Man gave names to all the animals
But left totems in the garden
To spin toy stories for a rainy day.
Something is missing,
Said he of rib-shaped ache…

witches will piss on your grave for you are vile
your mangy-dog skull will roll in its own slime
as you kneel in lead shower too late for paradise…

Famished forests smoke and howl
in the broken circuit of earth, water and fire
downstream footprints bloodied in black
by vulture talons that mine out of turn
I sweep burnt forests for the path least likely…

In the turf wars of township titans,
Gold is separated from lightning ash.
Chitungwiza sneezes; Berlin takes a jab.

A king bites dust, the bishop sleeps in his bed.
Lords of misrule throw streets off the scent…