My cheerful face seems very bleak ~ The one very bright collaboration

Well… According to Wiio’s laws every next word in this headnote increases the risk of misinterpretation of what I tried to say. Let me be terse. Let me present my new collaboration and my new fantastic partner.

Will Tigs, thank you! You gave me some really important lessons…
(Oh…. And now I will stop blabbing! Wiio’s laws are upon us!)

 

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Yellow face (Female face), 1921. Kuzma Petrov-Vodkin

My cheerful face seems very bleak
and the hopes I have are hollow.
My mouth is dry and unable to speak.
I live my life in sorrow.

My instincts seem so synchronized,
yet my genitals are sterile.
My eyes are weak and hypnotized,
I spend my days in peril.

My death is near. I have gangrene.
Pray for me, you happy fools!
On you alone I vent my spleen,
Don’t play with edged tools.

My memoirs I now will edit
to spread my story far and wide.
To devil I give all the credit.
He is my savior and my guide.

Though I live my life in sorrow
and my days are spent in peril,
I still wish to see tomorrow
and to do more good than ill.

 

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & WILL TIGS
© All rights reserved 2015

GUEST POST // rapture party by Tony Single

let’s weave, us fey
toward the hall
mugs to the sky
a divine new day
for his kin all
‘tis it nigh?

dost it matter
whence it fetch up?
twelfth hour soon
teeth a-chatter
fill thy cups
and bless the wounds

raise thine eyes
and give thy kin
some ginger beer
loosen bowties
and drink it in
be of good cheer

more ginger here
for pearly grins
and rosy-faced dolls
the kingdom’s near
let’s drown in sin
slake thy thirsting soul

the shepherd came
among we lambs
all rod and druthers
we cried his name
undamn us damned!
call us true lovers

we sisters be
and grandmas too
aunts, mothers, friends
fiddle-de-dee
all flowers askew
enchant us ‘til night’s end

always forgive
as quick thoust can
lest there’s no ’morrow
too late not to live
hold up thine hands
give him all sorrow

more ginger here
for pearly grins
and rosy-faced dolls
the kingdom’s near
let’s drown in sin
slake thy thirsting soul

 

by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2015

GUEST POST // Me by Purple Creature

Life is almost over now, pain, sorrow, and regret are hanging around more now, growing impatient, wanting to take over me… I am tired… I want to give in…

It’s almost over… I am like a leaf that has turned brown and withered, and is now has falling from a tree. There is only one path it can follow; it may get lucky for a few fleeting moments and get caught in a gust of wind, that will delay the inevitable, a cruel joke is all that turns out to be, for the end is near for that leaf… Its path will end when it hits the soil and gets slowly absorbed into mother earth to be no more… Hours drag on now, people come and go, but pay me no mind… I am a burden, I represent all that they hate. Memories are slowly fading, I feel cold… I pray this night will be my last… Life has become cruel, and useless to ‘ME’… but yet I go on… why? I am alone, tired and lonely. I am invisible… If only someone would have seen ‘ME’ for who I am, and not for who I should be. If only kids at school would have accepted ‘ME’ as I am, and not pick on how I look. If only my parents would talk to ‘ME’ and not at ‘ME’… Sixteen will never be for ‘ME’, good bye world… I should of never been in the first place… In the end there is only ‘ME’, and I choose no longer to be…

 

by PURPLE CREATURE
© All rights reserved 2014