God, how I ricochet between certainties and doubts
— Sylvia Plath
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Grigori / Mashaal Sajid
Cantankerous ferryman rows hard
This hollowed jaw ark
Limbs heaving & weary exhale
Fogs my eye’s lens
Mr. Oculist’s ravens spiral overhead
A wooden St. Dymphna masthead
Completing a pilgrim’s seven mad circles
They caw and throw pebbles at my idols
Pebbles collected from a father’s grave
Idols residing in the mud of my eye
Flustered, I wake to see
The silhouette of a gallant God
The fallen divine Marquis
& A horse’s hoof
Shoved down my throat, maybe
A cacophony of moaning
Grunting, bellowing, neighing and howling
The man walks with an intimidating gait
While Cygnets whirl dervish like
To the melody of my Pan’s flute
I awoke further and felt
Fish hooks, jammed in my ribs
My entire frame, anchored to a wailing eclipse
He hails with all the fervour of Dom Frollo’s passion
Glaring eyes, unraveling buds of innocence
Scrying into a poet’s blasphemous verse
Unlike you…
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Introduction?
The sun’s darling Is a blistering eclipse I used to be romantic Now there’s merely guilt Guilt-tic, guilt-trip On a mystic avalanche & home-sick Just a Beatnik or a Maverick Or both or a lunatic Lost Sputnik, hobby horse A drag & a hysteric So says the 90s cleric Under the dome of a plastic Bell-jar, static & fixed She won’t go raving mad or poetic Vacuum drains the neurotic I used to be a romantic Now i’m full of guilt Of lumps & cysts The royal anemic Riding a sapphic broomstick Homesick for the sea, for some kick Guilt because I’m full of shit & lyric and heartsick Smash your toxic aesthetic On your head, Smash IT! Like a dreamer’s dreams euphoric Treason hides in Lipstick Reason has turned Phallic Hand-picked & a little sick Not crazy, just a little empathic?
A Starling Muse 