"One day suddenly" - by Ivy C. Machida

One day when the sky was all ablaze
With the shimmering glow of the setting sun
A thundering jet screeched across the void -
Shattering the stillness
Tearing at my heartstrings
Thrusting asunder
The sacred bonds and ties
I've so painstakingly kept intact.

Like an unseen presence
From a distant past
A glimmer of the memory bag whisked by
Trailing the fast-fading roar
Across the far horizon
Shedding a flurry of dust
A million specks of flickering flakes
Filling all the air with a misty haze -

I lifted my arm
To unfurl the locked-in memories
Scattering them mid-air
Mingling with the flying wind -
I raised my eyes - and behold!
The wind was gone with the lingering strands -
The sinking sun lit up the barren skies
And swept into darkness what once had been.

When night is done and dawn's soft light
Begins to burst in strength and thrust in time -
Ferry me to your heights sublime
To harness the secrets of a new-born day.


I wait until I break into one million pieces
Head to the sun
That perfect moment together alone

Beds are like glasses
I hate them half empty
That sadness in the cold marrow

You want the bomb
You know, the big one
So you can see god

I want to break into pieces
In a desert
Join the expanding starlight

We want it all now, trucks of it
Gold and silvery, shiny and bejewelled
Stick it all on a dildo, put it in our ass

I say "fuck you" I feel like the moon
Lonely with a dark side
Your voice is a glass bell of light

There is misery soup for sale
Piss in it, give it the poor
Spiral galaxies await us

Jesus comes back
Sees all the crosses on filthy necks
That'll cheer him up, haha!

The fashion bisexual
I know I'm Bi guy
I just don't like cock

The guns pile up up
While the hungry eat trash
And we smile and live

I want to explode with stars
I want my universal dust to mingle
With the histories we so easily ignore

In space
Out in space
The warmth of the cold on my dust
Bones gone
Bones all gone
Find me then
Find me there
Love in the stars
Another day
Yet another day.


Don't hit her
but I'm bigger?
Don't hit him
He's a fruit
The youth are not to blame
for the poisonous flame
of hatred
TV shows neither
Do not pepper the ether
With kicks to the head
Sony and nintendo?
They do not buy guns
Do not instruct fun
To be had with shrapnel
Who's responsible?
As one dead once said