Unharnessed

Like a snake shedding its skin;

fear blooms with smell—

Halt!

Butterflies buckle turquoise in the swamp;

water swallows a generation;

I plunge into a jungle of prehistoria

rain-

Mud, sweat and tears

carry a boat to a secret cave,

His cries stream from a mountainhome,

flags mark where the victors rewrote our books.

As earth crusts collide to birth

Caverns of sapphire and philosophers’ stone.

An Epic of Nails

epic of nails

on a drum a painter sits//

smearing ochre pollen onto cobalt

blue//

fingertips rusting with

electric violence.

He burns canvas in mercury//

his liberty was born of Goa/

nails scrape fluid onto the form of

papyrus//

with it he creates a

poetess/

whose ink spills

magenta.

goddess, heiress, martyr;

madonna, whore?!

they are found distilled

from

generations of

slaughtered intellectuals/

she writes in a temple with

tibetan nuns//

sonnets, haikus, ideologies of

dangerous artists/

she pens a letter to him in ancient

hebrew/

A truce of Gilgamesh//

In it, there is

no us against

them/

© Alicia Khoo

September 2012

Written on a boat between Phuket and Phi Phi Island

A dedication to Finger Painting Artist Alex Rodrigues