Put on your second-hand smile
and beg for forgiveness. Karma
comes, like a knife through water:
it seeks you. A confession before
a firing squad: inevitability, with
your eyes wide open, to take it all, in.
Accepting, receiving, you wait: for
a punishment you think you deserve,
for a crime you think you committed.
Where does Damocles lie, waiting?
Open wide now; let it all pour into you.
Swallow up all that’s left of your pride.

Filed under: Original, Poetry


A member of Singapore-based writing collective /stop@BadEndRhymes ("/s@ber"), Valen dwells in the swamp of poetry. He has been published in various publications, including Anxious Poets Society, Eunoia Review and Quarterly Literary Review Singapore. He has performed his work at the Arts House, the Singapore Art Museum, and in various dingy bars.

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