14 Dec
Sheen says:
I came across an old notebook of Heen’s the other day and discovered this little poem. It’s very typical of the sort of stuff he used to churn out in those days and I quite like it so I’m going to post it here before he finds out.
Tarry A While, Pray…
Gods on high, high [...]
7 Jul
Sheen recently posted a poem about being a Japanese schoolgirl. Yes, well, it’s her thwarted ambition. I think it’s a bit demeaning, personally. I mean, she’s always putting herself down. So that’s why I’m posting this poem of hers without her knowing, which has far more merit, in my opinion. It’s a free translation of [...]
1 Jul
You don’t have to be Japanese to be a Japanese schoolgirl.
You don’t have to be a schoolgirl to be a Japanese schoolgirl.
It’s a state of mind,
It must be a real bind,
To be a Japanese schoolgirl.
To be a Japanese schoolgirl, you need a pillowful of dreams.
For a Gothic Lolita, nothing is what it seems,
You can dye [...]
14 May
Your basalt lips taste fine
And so do mine, I bet,
Like sweet rocky wine, and yet,
I feel we’re still trapped down a mine.
Oh my obsidian angel
Do you remember the days
When the fledgling earth spewed us up
Cavechildren gasped as we emerged
Molten in our embrace
And lava was love.
Rock me, baby.
Heen
4 May
It will come to me as I stare
At the array I will feel no mercy
For the tiny victims of my gluttony
Glistening patiently for the tentative clutch
Gingerly grasping but eyeing what’s left
On the tray and there can be no doubt
The unwrapping and the quick squishing
PLOP! Into the mouth and the jaws
Get down to work [...]
26 Apr
Tea Story
He turned the tap 60º anticlockwise and the water poured comfortably into the kettle with barely a splash thanks to its special shape. That had been one of the features that had convinced him to buy this particular kettle, rather than any of the others. It was supposedly shaped like a pear, which gave [...]
26 Apr
The Beginning of the Fable of the Rabbit in Chains
Once upon a time, there was a rabbit called Zarathustra who lived in a massive warren with dozens of other rabbits. Most of the rabbits were either her siblings or her step-siblings. Her mother was always pregnant, and she wasn’t really all that sure who her [...]
