Grace Chia

The Revenge of Mr Big

Sparrows in the water
Fishes flying the sky
Amphibian webbed with talons
Crosses the horizontal line

Teeth tongue bright pink
Gobbles down the wobbly green
Gurgling the blue

The scrimp of silk screen behind
These pastels pierces
Light white hot with a flourish and
Shadow appears stomping
Through the ocean roaring
For headroom to the stars
Like King Kong

In sucks through the vacuum of his
Black the sparrows scurrying like sea rats
Fishes struggling to flap fin wings
Amphibian the ugly platypus

Dorothy and Sylvia sing
Different tunes mumbling
In the dark light swirling with
Dead roots in their fingers filthy

Black as hell and bright beyond
The girls play as laundry in a spin
Frothing with the flowers bleached in mud
Petals peeled to shreds

Shadow exits
The space pulling the horizon
On a rope he lugs back his
Cows as the scrimp tears in two
Its soft fabric ripped
By his violence muscular

He throws the green and blue and white
Like peas in a sack and mixes them
For breakfast

(2 Feb 1996)

- by Grace Chia

A Few Bad Men

fakers makers
advertisers' divine
JIMI HENDRIX on your back like a slab of word doodle concretized
BJORK on your wall, baby seraphim in a blue dress with eyes green
like yours, even without the lens

thinks PY, thinks I, but this
in farce in jest in fun
because you would not jive to Debbie;
she and I smiling like feminists in conspiracy,
mine in poetry, she,
keyboards and keys, piano and bones,
big black white

pop is a corn and weasel is that fiend in cultural tie-dye
beads and Deads but COBAIN beats Cobain
Did you know Mr Khoo was revisited by Mr Gogh without that bandaged ear?
O, BigO, O Van Gogh,
a headache shot through the mouth with needles not pins,
poor wimps

calls it a devised play,
faker maker
little weasel scam, our lines force fed for you so you can call
create -

still
nothing beats the weasel with the sweet,
poison of his phlegm and toxin
the one they call the HARRASSER, my boss

go devise your balls, man


(1 August, 1996)

- by Grace Chia, final-year Arts student. Formerly from Creative Arts Programme for Juior Colleges , 1991.


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