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We’ve All Come Across Him: Senryu

WE’VE ALL COME ACROSS HIM

He’s very clever
But he’s not half as clever
As he thinks he is

Secondhand Living (Republished)

SECONDHAND LIVING

Your very own death watch beetles*
Mark seconds, minutes, hours
Then days, weeks, months and years
Their insistent ticking unheard by your ears
Fine tuned instead to mental scurrying
Myriad mind maps, multiplex memories
Journeys undertaken or imagined
Varicoloured projections outdoing
Any Hollywood lollapalooza†
With anadipsic* dreams gushing
While hearts intertwine to the tune
Of Bonaparte’s Retreat or are blown apart
To morph into gory gut wrenching disasters
And you follow your feet down the street
Oblivious to the momentous truth
That moment by moment
You are acting against green screen

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* Death watch beetle – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deathwatch_beetle.

† Lollapalooza – an extraordinary or unusual thing, person, or event; an exceptional example or instance. (Random House Kernerman Webster’s College Dictionary, © 2010 K Dictionaries Ltd. Copyright 2005, 1997, 1991 by Random House, Inc. All rights reserved.)

* Anadipsic – An enchantment that requires a tremendous amount of personal arcane energy. (https://spellmonger.fandom.com/wiki/Anadipsic
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Self-importance

SELF-IMPORTANCE

“Now I understand”
We say, but it is simply
An understanding

Heart Friends

HEART FRIENDS

A true friend then
Is not that coward
Who’s too fearful
To risk your anger

Yet brave enough
To bitch about you
To other people
In your absence

It took you years
To recognise this
But the other kind
Don’t even notice

Recollection

RECOLLECTION

Sketching old ruins
Applying subtle highlights
Artful mimicry

Transgressions

TRANSGRESSIONS

How we delude ourselves
How we love to pretend

While the better part of us
Well knows time will untie us

Has no fear – For forgiveness
Is unbound by mere time

Fool’s Gold

FOOL’S GOLD

I love you, we say
What are words without actions?
We deceive us both

Pusillanimity? … Or Wisdom?

PUSILLANIMITY? … OR WISDOM?

I don’t hoard any furtive hopes
Beneath my cosy feather pillow
Nor dreams, nor wistful wishes
For fear they will make it lumpy
And give me a pain in the neck

Exceptionalism And The War On Terror

EXCEPTIONALISM AND THE WAR ON TERROR

Sometimes they forget
(Perhaps that should read “Somehow”)
Theirs is a nation
a) founded on genocide
b) built on the backs of slaves

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