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Weird Eyes
If you had loved me hard enough
“Don’t say those words like an afterthought.”
I burn that flower at night time
The urgency of this message
I’m in love with being myself
Vaseline love,
Apply lotion to a dry heart.
See it through.
Evidence of bubblegum
Cardamom,
Say the word I’m there.
Wax spilt on black marble.
“You came with thundering applause.”
And I burst into you…
Tears
Wide Eyed, weird eyes
Drown
A gaggle of loud noises
Beautifying the porch
Cigarette bodies hidden
Beneath
Neon smoke
Up Above
My nose throbs for your loins
Teeth willing to pierce through
Skin
And then flesh
Blood caramel
Dripping from your lips.
I lay my head down
A disembodied voice
“Nostalgia keeps me alive.”
(c) A.R. Minhas 2019
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Fraud
I don’t deserve it.
“You look like you need it.”
A cherry flavoured kiss.
I still taste you on my beard.
A door knocks.
An ancient bird that taps.
Shadows close in on me.
The mouse-trap with red velvet cake.
You don’t deserve anything.
It snaps. It recoils.
This is how a dream breaks,
And I’m relieved.
You were never real.
It was all given to you,
And now you return to take me back.
I laugh at your audacity
“Papers, please.”
I was never here in the first place.
There is a beauty in surrendering.
© A.R. Minhas
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I’ll Eat You In My Dreams
There is a jar filled with Honey
Buried in your dreams
And I pour it
They create steps
A temple of your heart
Steep conversations
Cicadas with Kamikaze fervor
Heart thumping like pure jet-streams
Azure is the shape of my skin
You sit next to me
Can you hear them?
Ovulations of perfume
A fermented kiss in a plastic bottle
Who knew that chemical reactions can create longings?
Vegetation of Serotonin
And I’m floating from you just being next to me
“Share a Diet-Coke?” you ask with carbonated eyes.
I would share a Chocolate grasshopper with you
High on protein
Saliva dripping rainbows and you share a secret with me
There are no Mango-Trees close by
Let’s do magic by that Orange shape
Peeling it with toes
Those natural, citrusy fingertips
Delicate
To a stroking fur touch
And I promised you an apple pie
If you stay close enough
I’ll give you a view
From my chest
Like open palms
Dipping to Luna
A fountain foaming with desire
Smoking Blue Dream
Within a withering forest
In my dreams
Just stay close.
And I’ll eat you underneath a Mango-Tree.
© A.R. Minhas 2019
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Self-Image Before Birth
They beheld me and I beheld you…
We are locked in each other’s web of
Expectations.
And I’m aroused by the Moon’s piercing light
And I’m blinded by your shadow.
You have eclipsed me
And I cower before your presence.
While my presence lingers somewhere down there
In the periphery
Hoping to communicate with you
But you are above it all
In a Heavenly sphere
And I’m stuck here in hellish cubicles
Recording death in its future states…
And yet I have found ways.
To smother death in its Afternoon Siestas
And all it would take to validate me
Validate me with your lips
A Kiss!
“Smack!”
A kiss so hard that it leaves me red all over
A kiss so hard my saliva makes iridescent rings with yours
Communicate with lips
And I’m Rebirthed
Or Resurfaced
From the flood that consumes me
And I’m gurgling This song so perchance
You hear it And Validate
Me
Continuously validate me
And validate my words
And keep validating me
Or I will be
An after thought
To be an after thought
Just like birth
Death happens suddenly
And it’s continuous on and on and on
These words aren’t mine
They are borrowed
In blood and all the unseen are the world’s thoughts
My blood
My DNA
Unconsciousness
That gives substance to my words
But you so closely resemble myself
That I accept your inability to communicate with me
And your betrayal
Is comfortable.
© A.R. Minhas 2019
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Blackholes
I’m sailing a ship in space,
Because I want to be left alone.
Everyone told me I will drown in the moon.
And I’m ok with that.
As long as I can have my smoke on that secret porch,
As long as I can feel the sweet comfort of a dark chocolate cake that was left over,
I sometimes imagine your blood is its icing.
I’m colonizing the stars,
Repopulating them with your memories.
At the bottom of the ocean
Pressure conforms—cracking skulls
The sound of opening a can of coke
“Come share with me,”
I’m spilling purple flowers everywhere
Can you imagine a gesture of love drifting alone in space?
So peaceful.
At the bottom of the ocean.
Living in Atlantis.
Imaginary like heaven,
All the pain disappears.
Like a memory of that light that was there once,
Like a memory of oxygen…
Everything fades to zero-calories of nothingness.
My lungs grow heavy with sulfates
Why don’t you just die here?
“This is a good spot,”
The black hole is right above my head.
© A.R. Minhas 2018
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To A Princess
You have become an event in my life that I can’t escape from
And all the paths lead to you are like droplets in my eye
My skin
My throat
And you have become a breath in my life that I can’t exhale from
So I celebrate you
Douse you with wine
Crown you with Paper Laurels
The Baptism has begun my Pieceofthemoon
And I will lie waiting in your embrace
My sweet
Omniscient
Princess
© A.R. Minhas 2018
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(c) A.R. Minhas 2018
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Year of Regret
Raw silk, pure power
I feel the anger of drunk drivers passing by
She undresses in that winter moon
I lay naked next to you, and I feel you in heat
“Taste it, spit the seeds”
I’m a meat eater, but I’ll promise to drink more cranberry juice
And I promise
I won’t fall in love again
You saw what happened last time?
Coughed up a lung in love
Footed the bill
And my thoughts have become more bureaucratic
I know exactly what forms to fill out
Replacement heart on the way
Plus shipping and handling
I promise I don’t need anyone
You can ask my dreams
You can ask my bank account
And my investments are doing well too
Painting pictures of zero balances on my credit card
Could you imagine?
If you never made mistakes
Protein shake diets
I’m taking care of myself
And I don’t need anyone
Even if your touch leads to those special endorphins
It’s ok
There’s a new year coming up
And I’m sorry for repeating
But there won’t be any regrets anymore.
© A.R. Minhas 2017
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Our Bodies Betray Us
I’m drinking again
And all I can think of, is her.
It’s cold outside
And the warm melted cheese of my quesadilla
Embraces the foamy amber.
I keep talking about the time I fell in love
And even though I know my friend is tired of me talking about her
Fuck him
I don’t care
I get poetical when I’m drunk,
And I dream of my waitress giving me blowjobs
In that perfect way, she used to
The way she would roll her tongue and sometimes use the sharpness of her teeth…
Nothing like the threat of castration
To get harder
She pulled me closer, and I told her my chemicals were for her.
Only her.
And her skin was meant for me to puncture
And draw monuments to
The way I used the red pen
No one else will know
I remember the swelling of breasts,
Swelling in my mouth.
My mother told me that she never breastfed me,
Maybe that’s why I’m so needy,
So insecure
I excuse myself for a cigarette outside.
I want to be alone.
And if there’s a god, he’s given me the gift of wanting-to-be-alone.
And I exhale smoke in triangular propulsion
Each howl of wind wakes me from sleepiness
And my thoughts race
To the pinkness of her thighs,
Softness of her hair,
Even the slight coarseness of her armpits.
I’m still thinking about her.
The perfect form.
And I’m thinking about her betrayal,
And I’m thinking about forgiving her,
Because
Eventually
Our Bodies betray us
But she will always be perfect in my mind.
© A.R. Minhas 2017
