Sidewinder

Right Where It Belongs  by Mukti Echwantono

 

Sidewinder
10 Words Only


I’m a silent voice in the roar of the absurd.

 

“Collective fear stimulates herd instinct, and tends to produce ferocity toward those who are not regarded as members of the herd.”
― Bertrand Russell, Unpopular Essays      Solitude

The Dead Weather – “Impossible Winner”

Coming Up for Air

Alice in Wonderland  — Kristamas Klousch

 

Coming Up for Air


“A tisket A tasket”
Hell in a handbasket.
Allemande right
Cow’s left, mad with disease
Unable to jump over the moon;
I can’t find any candlestick makers
Any blackbirds for pies
Georgie Porgie was never well.
Bonnie and Clyde:
The new Hansel and Gretel
Humming Devo’s, “Big Mess”.
Madam, Old Mother Hubbard
Runs, “Dirty Laundry”
A brothel in Pahrump;
Heidi Fleiss claims to be clean
That’s yet to be seen.
I can’t find my way back home
All my bread crumbs have blown away;
But, “Hey Diddle Diddle”
I’ll just follow the dish and the spoon
I’m sure they know the way.

 

“Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.”
― Rob Siltanen
     Earth


The Kills – “The Good Ones”

Paper Crowns

Candy Cigarette  — 1989 Sally Mann

 

Paper Crowns


Went out of my way
Found promises and presents
Love, was everything

Scowls deeply entwined
Sanguine’s broken-hearted words
Held me cold captive

In a world of hurt
All I really wanted:
Ribbons and candy

 

“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.”
― Sylvia Plath
     Fog


Paloma Faith — “Black & Blue”

Cougar

Being Frida Kahlo  — Artist Martina Rall

 

Cougar
10 Words Only


The black widow by nature, can devour her mate alive.

 

“If I didn’t care for fun and such,
I’d probably amount to much.
But I shall stay the way I am,
Because I do not give a damn.”
― Dorothy Parker, Enough Rope
      Superstition

I selected this image not because I consider Frida Kahlo a cougar, or because of her many notorious love affairs, but more so for her ferocious and fearless nature.  If you know her history, then you will understand my choice.  I have the utmost admiration for her artwork and who she was as a person for many reasons.

The Fray

Artist Elif Sanem Karakoç

 

The Fray


My lover:
My brother
My father
I loathe you
I love you;
My mood changes
Moon’s tide
Weather’s temperament
And all things’ whatever

By blue restless night
Cells fuse at the hip
By dark’s blackest Velcro strips
With morose, no remorse
disdain and contempt;
(Never, never consent)
Waiting for judgement
From love’s desire:
The sane sake of the stain

While in mourning’s light
Shining its spot
On the straight edge
And sleepy rusty razor
Severing rose hips
Tossed, separate ways;
Picking scabs
Thickens scars
Strengthening the leash
Binds the blind

Years spent in the fray
Of turmoil and decay
The stench of the rot
Music to the ears
A tone familiar
Its tune reassuring —
“How was your day?”

 

“I talk to God but the sky is empty.”
― Sylvia Plath
   Tricky

Dry Bones

Unknown Artist

 

Dry Bones


I pray to my God
Of The Used and T
he Users
Be still my heart — breathe;
Where hate rages for all time
In the Lone Land of Madness

I pray to my God
Of The Used and The Users
Be still my heart — breathe;
Where hate rages for all time
In the Lone Land of Sadness

I pray to my God
Of The Used and The Users
Be still my heart — breathe;
Where hate rages for all time
In the Lone Land of Mankind

 

“This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.”
— T. S. Eliot, The Hollow Men
   Voice   Handwriting