Flat Occurrences

Flat Occurrences

A Poem by Vladimir Jr

Charlie Chaplin is clogging at me in my bathroom mirror;

He is smiling a staged smile.

I shake my stance-

a jarring configuration is kinkily salivating back at me.

I dread looking in the mirror.

I feel a daunting presence corrupt my flat.

Blackness illocutes decommission.

Hampered, as I am,

I convoke the claims on my flat,

and blackness disperses.

But a new dispensation is being trajected on my flat:

the light, and the white figures.

I blundered: It was the moon’s beam mortifying my flat.

“I am an ontological representation of nothingness.”

It’s black once more.

I derive my hunting knife from a big father’s boot.

I want to adjust, mould recrudescence;

To strain the outbreak.

I see a foreigner in my kitchen.

He’s muttering hoarse German under his breath.

He wears a tailcoat. His mouth chainsaws sideways in a welcoming grin,

and his eyes palpitate with glee.

He’s shouting long German nouns now.

“Deppmistverdammt!  Übertragunghaftpflicht!”

He’s sprinting at me.

I’m stupored. Oh, senses-

© 2025 Vladimir Jr


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

31 Views
Added on March 25, 2025
Last Updated on March 25, 2025

Author

Vladimir Jr
Vladimir Jr

About
I live more..

Writing
Home Home

A Poem by Vladimir Jr


Wardom Wardom

A Poem by Vladimir Jr