Poems by Inchiki


the success of failure

in the last few months
i've lost a battle
with myself

on some level
i resigned -
to the good life

i handed in my immortality
and got mortality back
in a skullcap

but immortality
still awaits
with blind eyes

every day
it perches
on the knife edge

like a witch doctor
screening cultured embryos
for schizoidal types

Poison Bomb  2011