poems

Sunflower

Since I am not a sunflower,
The spring
Is not sufficient
(without you)



The Fish


Late afternoon.
Hamstrung by shallows,
A fin in the sun.
I killed it to eat.
Dead, it was so beautiful
I left it as spoiled meat.



Graffiti

Imposing on the world
My personality.
Imposing on the sea
My footprint.



If ever you lie;
If ever you cheat;
I'll kick you with my stinky feet.


I know you are poor;
I know you are cheap;
And good thing for you;
I know your love's deep.


As deep as the ocean;
As the wide as the sea;
Please brush and floss
And give love to me.


On one day a year I know that you'll bring
Flowers and chocolates though not a gold ring.



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