Am I your Jiminy Cricket
The voice of your frail, dimmed conscience?
The one you turn to
When you need the strength
To be the person
You’ve always known you ought to be?
Or am I just another member of
Your sprawling audience?
An unwitting witness to your witless schemes
The unremitting pursuit of
Your faded dreams?
#623 On Walking Away From The Maimed
Just watch me walking away
Riding off into my own private sunset
Alone, but unhurt
I sought my own refuge
From your games
And here I am
Intact and ungrateful
- or so you would say
I refuse to be one of the maimed
And those who have remained
They will bear their own scars, in time
Goodbye.
I have no more tears left to cry.
#622 On This Kaiten Parade
Coloured plastic plates
March past like carnival floats
Pleading for your reach.
#621 On Mister Tree’s Muffin Top
Sorry, Mister Tree:
Your muffin top is showing
On the metal bar.
#620 On Gnarled Bark Like Bricks
The gnarled bark like bricks
Stacked high up to the treetops
Grasping the blue sky
In Meguro’s autumn we
Bask in your timeless wisdom.
#619 Tentang Ufti Terhebat
Itoya saksi:
Kau tanamkan azimat
Ufti terhebat.
#618 Tentang Bau Yak Di Delhi
Di bumi Delhi
Setiap celah rongga
Terserap bau yak.
#617 On Regulatory Burdens
These regulations
Are a lazy salve for our
Praise for bad leaders.
#616 Tentang Jaguh Yang Takkan Termaghrib
Kau bertarung, melawan garang
Deru taufan kau sanggah tegas
Namun serang bertubi datang
Denting wahyu meragut deras
Usah sedan mengenang nasib
Engkau jaguh tiada termaghrib.
#615 On My Wild and Truant Mind
My wild and truant mind repels discipline
And ranges far and wide in unsought streams
With boldness and curious disposition
To bask with joy in fresh and novel dreams
I revel in intrepid transgressions
And march through life with serene procession.