Corpse

I listen to the noise

Of my silence,

I listen to the noise

Of my chagrin.

Ripple in the mind

Submerge confidence

And

I succumb

To death many a time,

But don't know

From where oxygen

Comes to give life

To my corpse.

Is it the miracle

Or

Is it the signal that

Some orenda works

In my favour?

Snuggling

Yo, my disappointment,

I again fight

With my ignorance,

I again fight

With ignominy,

I again fight with

Myself to survive,

I again fight with

Myself to survive.