Bi Polarity Today I saw a man dangling from a cloud above my house.


Just now, a cobra slithered under my computer’s keyboard, a tiny girl sits cross-legged on my mouse chanting “om” as flames gnaw at the lino in the kitchen; my hair has run away with my teeth, going out to the sea. Who knows why?


A fly crawled up my nose and I spat him out, he said he knew the truth but couldn’t tell me because it was wrapped in a lie. My two children, aliens from methane-rich Titan, are searching for Atlantis in the kitchen sink and my wife’s horns have started to curl and her breasts have sprouted tusks.


This world is too much to endure, this place looks maddeningly familiar and the man dangling from the cloud looks a lot like me…


True Love’s Itch


She could have had anything she wanted, But all she craved were her husband’s long nails against her back.


Every night after a solid day’s work, this is what she’d ask: Sweet heart, please scratch me hard.


This husband loved his wife and worried because her back was getting so red.


But her itch was as deep as the middle of the Earth. When he stopped, she cried and could not fall asleep.


This husband loved his wife and worried because she was starting to bleed.


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