My words are of absolutely no consequence
In that instance
They failed at a sentence
reticent
senseless
with
certainty.

how did he move
what colour was his rage
why is that it's him that I  ask of
who is he who lays now side by side with trash
his shape and form lost in that hate fueled fire
body cooked in pieces
it's a friends foe who blew his brains out
it was no magnum - thats and fast quick
he blew him with a harmer
a few blows for good measure
proceeded to insert down his lovely heart
a sharp stainless steel dagger
a dagger that was a knife a moment ago
cutting finely through ginger and chilli
a meal he will never get to eat
He was of the clever type
he was my nephew
and he loved that we shared
a name and a few ways round the field
sure would have been nice to have known him more
he is a dead mystery now
lost to time
connected by space.
lala kahle mfana wam
umoya omubi ngeke uphumelele

dancing to this song in my room
Hotel California.
Noticed a woman looking at me - cigarette in hand - from her balcony
No matter that
it was  raining.
She smiled sadly - walked away -  closed the blinds behind her.
It looked strange.
But the song was perfect in that moment.

I have quite a few thingy clingy things to take care of.
Up until recently love was one of them.

Chasing after it
felt like a primal have to have kind of need.

That all changed suddenly
when my sanity and health were at stake.
While spring cleaning my dream box I also had to forego my
wonderful flirtations with philosophy.
Funny how life forces a new reality on us without getting us
the owners into any kind of negotiation.
Hey so and so I am about to do a hand break turn on your ***
and sorry this train has no seat belts.

someone said I am wise beyond my age
I said sadly
I was hurt too early
too many times
I would trade the wiseness
for a woundless soul
if it were at all possible.
thank you for the compliment
nonetheless