5, 7, 5 A five-Haiku

morning comes for me
today a dying man, I
shattered vessel go

to discover Earth-
love again for the first time
she weeps for my dust

I, for her wounded
heaven a scar in my brain
together we bathe

soak in the oceans
exhale arid desert lung
imbibe mountain air

good, better, cleansing,
mortality however…
inevitable

© Emerys Watchel, 2017 All rights reserved.

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Patrick the Computer Technician

was enjoying a li’l
me & me sleep ‘n snuggle time
middle of the day now
was up late last nite
possessed by illuminations
scribbling my poetic
as it were’s
anyway
phone rings
who had the audacity?
Patrick did
or so he claimed his name was
I
could
give
a fuck-less if i come off as
racist
but i’ve spoken w/ customer service
call centre types
& this kid had the worst kind
of 3rd world ESL

he asked me if i owned a computer
said he was a technician

note: service providers announce who they work for
and Microsoft does not make random house calls
also
if they did
my internet memberships/ service accounts
would be known
Patrick had to ask
smelled of BS

who do you work for?
i replied
seeking clarity for the ambiguous

he responded with his name
his question
“do you have a computer?”
and his title
“technician”

why are you calling me?
i asked

he hung up

internet confidence men
1-619-758-1773
(didn’t even block his number. lols)

© Emerys Watchel, 2017 All rights reserved.

thoughts on the Eclipse

i could open a window
hurl epithets
at the New
hip
Star Gazers
drunk on cosmos
and awe
shame them for their excessive
spending
their lithe sexual bodies
in the disappearing Sun
make shamanic Golden Calf comparisons
smash the commandments
desecrate the Almighty Dollar temples
of their worship

and i wld be wrong
yes
it was an interesting event
showcasing human behaviours
ugly on both sides
Capitalists in the Total Eclipse Zones
bet on an upsurge in Tourism
and made money
that p’raps was the most disgusting
but it shows Our Collective carelessness
& those that blogged
Hate
for the frivolity of Generations
Hate and ignorance
Not any better

i kept my door shut
and watched
the world go Mad
for another day

© Emerys Watchel, 2017 All rights reserved.

violence

i want to design a
gun blast a hole
in the cranium of
the
resulting cavity will close
blanking out the ignorance
in this sense
by literal definition
“Lack of Knowledge”
how does One acquire if
intellect
is imagination in matrixes
of problem solving/ awareness analysis
within that
the coefficient
capacity for Being

brain must then be put in difficult
scenarios
with brains of different litanies
to become strong
must flex
not relax

must be receptive
aware of the existences of
as of yet unknown problematic

I do not exist to support
your intimations of self
I have my own
and they dream
violence

© Emerys Watchel, 2017 All rights reserved.

balloons on Jupiter

above it
– – – – all
– – bubble float-
ing
pour ing piss down
t r i c k l e
on the forehead of

hey, drip
– – drip
– – – drip,
i want to torture
you
– – to torture (…)
what are you
really ?
just

who

do

you think you are ?

i’ll reflect your dirty
mug
and you’ll see
w
o
n
t
you
– – – drip

drip

– drip

© Emerys Watchel, 2017 All rights reserved.