Thursday, November 27, 2014

The Chores

I suppose I am grateful
for these chores,
though I don’t know why.
I don’t even remember how
I ended up here
behind a locked door.
Every single day
I labour
at these chores.
No one tells me
why they have to be done
Or why I am the one
who needs to do them.
They don’t seem
to have a point
or a purpose.
There is no payment
or holidays.
These chores have isolated me
from others.
Yet, here I am,
rolling my sleeves
in anticipation.

2014 November PAD Challenge, Day 27

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

An Atavism

The exercise takes time.
The muscles hurt
and the monotony
is hard to bear.
Still, it is necessary
to exercise these muscles.
Otherwise, there will be problems,
sudden outbursts of anger and sadness,
loss of clarity,
the pain.
Then soon, too soon,
the muscles will lose their strength.
They will become stiff and numb.
Then atrophy will set.
Three generations from now
no one will use those muscles.
They will become an atavism,
seen only in circus freaks,
who will have no clue
what the muscles are for.

2014 November PAD Challenge, Day 26

Tuesday, November 25, 2014


"Bookworm damage on Errata page" by Ragesoss - Own work. Licensed under GFDL via Wikimedia Commons.

They have eaten from my book again.
They have left it
unfinished and torn.
Some chapters are missing.
Some letters have been devoured.
Pages are falling apart
and everyone can see through
that hole in the cover.

2014 November PAD Challenge, Day 25

Monday, November 24, 2014

A Promise

I’ll be here
when I’m gone.
I'll be
rummaging on your attic,
breaking your china,
stealing your cheese.
You’ll hear me
in the floorboards.
I’ll hoot at night
and keep you awake.
I’ll do everything to remind you
how annoying I was.
I’ll come back
as something.
I won’t leave you alone.

2014 November PAD Challenge, Day 24

Sunday, November 23, 2014


Alone in my den
I sleep.
When I wake up,
the world will be new again.
My dreams are those
of summer and solitude.
That’s why I have never been able
to believe
in winter.
The continual darkness,
the winds and the cold,
those must be
somebody else’s nightmare.

2014 November PAD Challenge, Day 23

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Release the Dogs

Release the dogs.
You know you want to.
You can always say
it was an accident.
You forgot to lock the gate.
They escaped.
You never trusted them, anyway.
They were supposed to make you feel safe,
yet they never did.
All that howling at night.
Now’s the time.
Let’s see how useful
they are.
That thing in the back garden
looks dangerous.
Its teeth are sharp,
its eyes shine in the dark.
Still, your dogs are angry
and they haven't been fed for a while.

2014 November PAD Challenge, Day 22

Friday, November 21, 2014


South is a place on the map,
a promised land,
a dream.
North is in the past.
There’s no use dwelling
on memories,
no matter how bittersweet
they are.
is a pair of strong wings,
right here,
right now.

2014 November PAD Challenge, Day 21