In France they say if the guy penetratesBut does not ejaculate then he did not rape meWhich is exactly like RussiaPenetrating into Ukraine, penetrating intoGeorgia and how do you know if Moscow ejaculates? And the curious sympathy one feelsWhen feeling with the handThe naked meat of the bodyPoise on the hips, reclining,Arm-curving and tightening. AndContinue reading “The Rape of Ukraine”
Category Archives: Language
Darla Darkens the Day
Darla darkens the dayWith tales of aborted ideas,Perverted perception and rusted sex appeal. Keep me from swirling cocktails,Omlettes and pink cloudsOf thick liberal hooliganism. Keep me from smoky canapés,Sweaty leather armchairs and red mistsOf muzzy rightist rhetoric. Keep me from spicy emancipation,Tequila shots and razor-sharp gashesOf gloating self-assurance. It took me three whole breathsTo digestContinue reading “Darla Darkens the Day”
How This Will All End
Tickling in masksPast perfect, post hasteWishing a kiss toEmpower cracked lips. Yet I angrily stare atMaskless stragglersYouthful faces bareProudly naked rebels. Citing digital cyphersOf being wellForced smilesOf mental pretence. Yet shard-like wrathPierces my covered complexionMasking my contortedFrustration. Pausing and waitingUntouching spotless stepsPhantom amongst phantomsGhost amongst ghosts. Yet when it passesOur invisibility will remainShadows floating inContinue reading “How This Will All End”
How Time Ticks?
Seconds clicking likeCream-light stilletoesCraving star-light. Click-clacking stiff stepsLicking cold cobbles,Sparking stone cracks. Periodic beatsPuncturing balloons,Bursting pulses. Brittle prongs bang andPop, piercing crisp time:Bouts, spells, spots, spans. Seconds sticking likeStifled stutterersCrying, trying. Raf Uzar
Burst
It approaches from the sea, too small For thunder and lightning But ominous as a closed fist And what it will bring… I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, I bear light shade for the leaves in their noonday dreams. Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I ariseContinue reading “Burst”
Reaching
I reached out with my Mind But drew back my right side Worried She had no sanitising Gel Second time I tried Willfully Taxed my mind to Overcome The wall that was between Us Third time I tried Regretfully She sighed and asked me Why My love now showed no ultimate Affection Final time IContinue reading “Reaching”
Minority
If you press your ear To my blood’s topography, you’ll hear My language dying the same way My father did: Alone. I am programmed to this language, And can only voice my rejection of it In the same language. This is the power of diaspora, The difficulty in finding alternative. The blood of language moves,Continue reading “Minority”
Deep Breath
Hovering over the waters, the Breath saw a shapeless void and a dark deep. From this, the One of Ones formed the Whole. In breathing, the One of Ones filled it with Light. Eyeing the Light, the One of Ones knew purpose. And the first cycle began. Forever turning. Forever breathing. Raf Uzar
Tohu Bohu
Chaos is the new calm I look outside and see trees having sex Chaos in a green light – Tohu Bohu I’m sorry I’m here and I’m sorry I’m not here Feeding on the detritus of white goods, laminate floors, and fake recycling Days like zombies dawdling toward a cliff edge But we will emergeContinue reading “Tohu Bohu”
Missionary Position
Yearn for death Pray for life Hope for joy Fight for peace Ask the why Find the where Shape the how Await the when Raf Uzar
Raf Uzar 