In light of the Group Areas Act of 1950

Pilchards in a can
Sardines in a tin
Society’s red herring

Carbon dioxide poisoning
Where you breathe out
I in

These short, shallow, sporadic breaths
Ill -at-ease breaths of consideration
For those who live on top of us

They took our expanse
Confinement that clipped wings
They poked a hole in our growth, deflated

Robbed of height
Not just nutritional, gravitational
Force increases as distance decreases

Our centres of mass have dropped
Living too close to the ground
We belly, crawl, wriggle, grovel


To then be confronted by both vastness and height
Is to rattle the bones in our bent backs twice over
We have yet to learn to stretch and fill our lungs

Some times its not about you

The person 'to have and to hold'

Is he who celebrates your successes with you first

Before thinking how those successes affect him

'you can't make homes out of human beings; somebody should have already told you that' Warsan Shire

We make homes out of other human beings
Human beings 'prone to wander' and leaving
Who then become our Horcruxes

We are meandering about in incompleteness
Not because we lack an Other
Rather, we have left pieces of our souls
In the possession of others

This was the dark lord's undoing
Why would we, creatures of light, be spared this myth?

It is easier for them to kill us, slow agonizing deaths, this way.

Listening to Plantrae's Seeing in the Dark

Oh hail!
Music
That breaks our hearts tenderly
And heals them stronger than before

Unlike most people
Who break our hearts into fine powders
That get blown away by the wind

Some people, however,
Are songs worth listening to
Over and over again

In the words of T.S. Eliot
'You are the music while the music lasts'

Be good to me

We live in a world
where jaded men and women on the brink of relationships
feel compelled to plead of each other
"Please, be good to me."

We live in a world
where goodness is not forthcoming
it has to be solicited

The Love You've Given

Dear Friend

For you I pray
the next man you encounter

GIVES

freely, generously, selflessly

oh, what joy!
to know that you are on the receiving end
of the Love you've given
have always given
are incapable of not giving

I know it will be warm
so familiar
yet like nothing you've ever experienced before

an arrival
yet, still, only a beginning

The hit you don't see coming

When you were single
I was a great friend
(and we were nursing your heartbreak over that elusive individual from varsity)

When you finally opened the door and let Jesus in
I was a great friend
(and the car accident that wrote off your car and rolled you down a hill)

When you started dating
I was a great friend
(and you told me all about her, she sounded lovely)

When you knew she was the one
I was a great friend
(and you told me about the day she spoke wisdom into your heart when an encounter with some guy from high school made you feel so small)

When you got engaged
I was a great friend
(and the quaint private cinema where you proposed)

When you got married
I became a threat



(and you told me that the type of friendship you have with me, you could only have with your wife)



When you...
I don't know, we haven't spoken since