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PYRAMIDS AND SARCOPHAGI

Posted on July 28, 2022 by Universal Octopus

Why did they spend so much time therein the anteroom of death?What could they prepare?Paper possessions as light as breathwere too heavy for their dead to bearaway from the fire.Why did they keep their eyeson pyramid, tomb and funeral pyre?Even … Continue reading →

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GHOSTS

Posted on July 24, 2022 by Universal Octopus

All that once was livingpasses through molecular gauzeto filter out the elementsthat conform to the Laws of Physics. And what remainswill float awayand compel another birthin Hell or Higher Heaven worldsor back here on Mother Earth. But what is left … Continue reading →

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BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE

Posted on July 23, 2022 by Universal Octopus

Super-talented childrenplay on the eternal beach,building castles and citiesand civilisations and worlds,anything, everything they want;and try to keep all and eachout of everyone else’s reach. Dancing around hand in hand,they themselves are powdered sand. The sun shines downburning them brown.The … Continue reading →

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THE SEASON

Posted on July 20, 2022 by Universal Octopus

The season slidesto wind and showersand sharp hot sun(for rare half-hours)and all the worldlays waste its powerspursuing what it cannot own. Then mists and fogs and hazy sunriseships’ dull horns and lazy gull cries. Now blazing heat(bone dry pails)sandy feetsingle … Continue reading →

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WHERE ARE YOU NOW?

Posted on July 19, 2022 by Universal Octopus

It was different in the past.Especially in the village. Before you could readBefore there were newspapersBefore there was radioBefore there were telephonesBefore there were filmsBefore there was TVBefore there were computersBefore there were smartphonesBefore there was the endless whisperingof global … Continue reading →

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IN A FLAT

Posted on July 18, 2022 by Universal Octopus

In a flatyou thinkyou could scream yourself to deathand not be heard.Pressing your cheekagainst the cool of the sink.One breathupon another breath.No wordfor that. In a room,you sufferinside door,walls, ceiling, floor.You could shout,you could walk out,it’s not a tomb. In … Continue reading →

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REAL SUN

Posted on July 17, 2022 by Universal Octopus

The fiery sun burns downand leaves its reflectionin every bucket of waterand bathing pool. The real sun has its placeleaves no reflectionin every heartof every living thing. .

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YOU ARE AT PEACE

Posted on July 16, 2022 by Universal Octopus

You are at peaceand someone comes,thoughtless not unkind,and jogs you with his moment;demands your recognition,your admission,your consentto his place in your mind. What do you do?What harm has he doneto you?What calm had you wonand no room for him inside? … Continue reading →

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AS YOU SOW SO ARE YOU REAPED

Posted on June 29, 2022 by Universal Octopus

So if you seeyou’re hanging on a treeas someone else’s pear,how did you get there? Solitary Rose.How come it doesn’t realiseit’s the one and only?How come it isn’t lonely?Or even a little melancholy? Exemplary Rose! .

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THERE IS NO OTHER

Posted on June 28, 2022 by Universal Octopus

Going out there is no other.Coming back there is no trace.Though we must love one another,whose is the beloved’s face? Start from wherever you wish to,you cannot end up in a different place.Scrutinise carefully the mirrors around you,all that you … Continue reading →