Uptown Abbey

dreamt I was at the Abbey of Thelema

surrounded by a thousand exotic lovers

there I found myself faced with a dilemma

but couldn’t find my moral compass

and then I woke up

with a troubled conscience and a raging phallus

© Heath Muchena, 2014

Sophia

if word symbols don’t have the effect that images do
I’ll look at the tarot and codex
more than I’ll read the bibles

and in this world of brands and logos
one only has to look
to read between the lines
and see much revealed

but to only read books
and news headlines
will only leave me confused

© Heath Muchena, 2014

9.7

humour frees the self
poetry sees and tells
music heals and helps

© Heath Muchena, 2014

never love

never enjoyed a lover for so long
perfect contours
gorgeous seams

never felt a sensation so strong
when we explore
the makings of dreams

never been this close
so restored
and full of feelings

© Heath Muchena, 2014

9.6

there’s no worse burden
than a debt of love

when you’re free of them
but your heart owes half

© Heath Muchena, 2014

the jealous servant

For some days the king’s servant

would amidst the choirs of the wind

roam the grounds

in search of the royal hound.

One evening, upon his return

he said to the king:

‘sire, what’s been lost I’ve not found

but tomorrow, the day after, and until spring comes as you’ve ordered

I will inquire into this disappearance

but I have a feeling

had that dog true allegiance 

he’d have never left your side

just as I desire to never retire

although you’d rather I spend my days

searching for that ungrateful mongrel.’

At this this point the king responded:

‘liar!

I’ll make you regret it

I know you put my pet to death

Confess

or I will have you put down

in the same hole you buried it!’

The servant in a desperate attempt to save himself

fell to his knees

face to the ground and said:

‘I did it out of jealousy, not hate.’

The king ordered the servant be banished to beyond his kingdom’s gate.

© Heath Muchena, 2014