Conservation of Energy

Written as part of the Malaysian Poetry Writing Month.

Today, I managed to define energy

They called me smart
I was a lazy ass
I was in an accident
As I couldn't drive
I was waiting for grandma
For a long time
She came
Grandma drove me to the hospital
A kind girl with a wedding ring in the car
I said hi
We fell in love

Grandma had difficulties driving
Me and the girl carried grandma
To the back seat
I drove, slowly
The girl's boyfriend came over
With his new car
He let me drive his car
So I did
I had trouble controlling the wheel
I swerved
I swerved so hard I became smarter
And I developed a machine
With tentacles
And the tentacles hammered the car
The boyfriend was shocked
He died

The girl was furious
She chopped me into pieces
With a butcher knife
I was diced but I still had emotions
My ghost was alive
I haunted her
And she realized I was important
Because I developed a machine
With tentacles

Grandma praised me

Look Over There

Written as part of the Malaysian Poetry Writing Month.

Sparkle in the sky
a red-lighted overture
dreams rain onto us
drip drop splatter
slam bang boom
we're alive yet dead
as the dreams break us apart
our hearts melt into dreams

And I'm sitting here
wishing I could be the light
in the house over there

lost words

Written as part of the Malaysian Poetry Writing Month.

the whirlpools of dust

drowning all my "help me"s

as every word that has been spoken

disappearing... what word?

the entrance to my world

blank

the words of others are lost in me

but where are my lost words?

dark dark dark I see nothing I perceive only colors the flashing light burn my eyes burn me tear me apart someday sometimes I do not or am not clear why I do this but they always told me to do it so I do it and when I think I'm me they push me down and they choke me and they tangle me in their lonely webs they do not want to see me be me they only want the me they want but things aren't going so well aren't they how are you what is life to you no no no no no no no no no no no no please stop this is killing me this is hurting me why do things happen why can't I just be alone no no no why stop stay away don't you understand I'm using simple words so that you understand but no you still try to push me down and beat me and splatter me onto your damn wall murder me blast me tear me apart

where's me

almost

Written as part of the Malaysian Poetry Writing Month.

purple flash of light

laminated onto my lavender heart

lean on me with your stalker body

a missing thorn underneath

honeyed underneath

sucking the rose room

the nectar coffin

for our vines to tangle

red blue yellow neon sunlight
photosynthesize

as the shrieks

oh now they're gone

wanted to say your shrieks

conduct my blooming dance

as the thorns riffle the bare

you blend into the clouds
the moon and sun

but who are you

who the fuck are you

all of you i have memorized

all the black red lines dots
and the green purple leaves

all the white lies

i have kissed and licked

and tickled and rubbed

and that fucking tickles

don't call for the sun

please

let my life be purple forever

let my lavenders wilt

let me out

from underneath

i'm almost there
almost

Chronicles of Madam Green Grill

Written as part of the Malaysian Poetry Writing Month.

A road parade

swimming out of formation

such bad children!

But now you see

the dead children

drunk by their birthers' love

when the moonlight bows

to the public cremation

of republic addiction

such bad legislation!

The parade was halted

by the mother of fathers

Madam Green Grill

trees rooted to her teeth

her soiled lips fertilize us all

as she grills her leaves

and withers for us all

until we are dead children

she attends our cremation

though unneeded for green nation

Madam Green Grill

she only wants our attention

so here's our detention

under the fading moonlight

as the trees become mother of mothers

but the dark clouds drool

when she whispers, sweating

"My mothers and fathers

the autumn will now end

have you realize it?

You are all my leaves."