He came
like a puppet
tied to
fragments
of fleeting interest and temporary enticement.
© Hudson Biko
Tag: ramblings
Empty
In waves of unexpectation
it comes
crushing down
waves
they
call
sensation.
© Hudson Biko
Hunger II
They’re consumed by
a different type of hunger
;
The type of hunger
that can never truly
be filled.
© Hudson Biko
Criticize
Their
pupils
converged
like pupils in rooms
waiting
for
classes.
Hiding
behind
fences
they called eyelashes
they
scattered
matches
Prepared to burn
in sojourns
before
they were extinguished.
Living those matches
burned and converged
in its remains
- calling it ashes.
© Hudson Biko
Structure
Their
structures
crumble
the very structures they were meant to protect.
© Hudson Biko
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