Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 38 – Recognition

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 38 - Recognition Who am I-
meaning and all?
Where do I stand
without ground or sky,
god or companion? Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 36 – Silence

The moment of first silence between us-
a regret that could convert into opportunity.
That is where greed is born.
When fantasy began to shape into reality,
I fumbled not because it lacked beauty,
but because it arrived uninvited, Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 30 – No Place to Hide

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 30 - No Place to Hide
Power teaches protection.
Protection teaches calculation.
Calculation sterilizes love.
Thus, the unfoolable heart is not advanced-
it is barren. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 15 – Metacognition

Ronie Dinosaur - Chapter 15: Metacognition My mind is trying to solve my own mind
and still can’t name the crime-
what for, what’s the big deal.
I have walked the entire distance
from blank confusion Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 7 – Mann (heart/mind), Desire and Intent

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 7 - Mann, Desire, and Intent
Prison, cage, shackles, impatience- anxiety, frustration, irritation, then anger, hate, and at last, acceptance. Senses awaken, states are acknowledged; emotions flow, feelings are realized. Read more from here...Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 1: The Roar

It’s my job to roar.
When Ronie Dinosaur roars,
even Godzilla looks like a toy lizard.
Godzilla’s roar is sound ripped from the throat-
loud, radioactive, cinematic.
Ronie’s roar comes from deeper, Read more from here...
I am Grief

He ran carrying the corpse of Sati on his shoulder,
asking the sky, “What is this weight? Why me?”
I run with empty fists clenched so tightly the knuckles bleed,
daring the same sky:
“Look me in the eye. Stop whining. Stop cheating. Fight fair.”
My arms are not open in surrender; Read more from here...
Valuable – version 2

When a man strips,
only his cock appears.
When a woman strips,
everything appears:
nipples, cunt, butt,
a face scrubbed of its daily mask, Read more from here...
Days of Love – version 2

Better than a life spanning a hundred years
are the days of love-so long as you know it is love.
What if I became a philosopher and knew everything?
What if I gained the life I never had-still nothing.
What if I fucked a thousand women-still nothing.
But if I had the life I wanted, while knowing what I already had? Read more from here...
Precious Grabage

Without fear, without regret,
from a point where there is nothing to lose,
with an open heart-they humiliated me.
From that girl in school
to a whore from the parlour,
sometimes I think I was made like a lab rat Read more from here...
