Friday, 25 January 2019

Janus


God of beginnings and fresh starts
little god living inside an empty house
belongings and decorations sparse
pot on the stove with half-cooked scouse.

Do porridge for obduracy
stew left too long on the burner
New Year's Day boisterous sea
alphabet soup for the slow learner.

A great idea to move out
change your environment
plan and design the bailout
forgo abandonment.

Connived at meeting the deity
ritual is Janus-faced
pretty penny realty
cold turkey leaves a bitter taste.

Reliance on beauty
dependance on the booty
addiction to bootie
and joy powder makes fruity.

Bargaining chips
make a good fist of damage
scrawly hackery scripts
lenience, a wasted bandage.

New Year's resolution
disrupted by head-turner
teaser in retribution
and serious heart murmur.

Chaotic, gasping for air
open to attacks
last year's debonair
under own nonchalance cracks.

Running away, in every way
in circles from your self-shadow
waiting on, wearing a chapeau
the release letter to arrive, apropos.

Irreregardless of your struggle,
new boroughs at ball and chain shuffle
provided your soul is captive
to a pattern ridiculously attractive.

Hemispheres turn like a carousel
sorrow succeeds another
ugly view hard to recover
from a hunger hard to quell.

Maze green with envy
a complex puzzle of the mind
lengthy trial of errors deadly
self-destruction got you in a bind.

Voices in the head
peer pressure got you misled
pretty lies hammered into the ears
new frontiers reduced you to tears.

Playing the victim card
sweet honey the flycatcher
ace of clubs left you retard
habit minimised your stature.

At the impasse of duality
bifrons demon overlooking
past and future finality
and the present without footing.

A bet with yourself to win
do the rounds of your darkest corners
clasp integrity with a safety pin
boxing gloves knocking out disorders.

Enter the ring to bust a lip
throw an uppercut against the heel
wrestling champion with an iron grip
mach punching till demons kneel.

Brick breaking so that walls may fall
answer the all-out pummeling call
and the hall of fame gates will open
new paths paved with gridlocks broken.

Return a living legend back home
to what once felt like a catacomb
then, flyblown place ready to give in
now, championship belt palace within.

Every trophy plate engraving states;
First the soul bids farewell,
postmortem habit goes to hell
hence, fighters crowned champions by fates.

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