![]() Flat OccurrencesA Poem by Vladimir JrCharlie 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 |
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Added on March 25, 2025 Last Updated on March 25, 2025 |