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if the sum of two narratives is equivalent to a single narrative
then all stories are like books in that they fold into themselves
and a universe of text collapsing like a swan with a folded wing
shot down from the errant pellet of a slingshot-bearing teenager
whose hands are filled with the instinct for frenetic kineticism
and the urge to create violence because violence is how we
engage with the world in a way that is socially acceptable
for instance every new viewpoint is violence towards the old
and this sums up all of my political beliefs and why people
who are stuck in the past in iron-barred cages will click
their tongues with disdain at whoever wants to get them out
of there, of this unfreedom-like state of being they are content
to be content with, and nothing more than the sum of their
fingers and their limbs could spell out the number of resets
in their train of thought switching tracks from a disuse to
a downhill slope / / / / / / this is where I break the illusion
of making sense / this is where I dispel the myth that the
things I have written bear some other greater purpose /
like a message to be unravelled like a bandaged cadaver /
on the side of a busy freeway / this is where I seek to drown
the reader in images and lines / because which poet sets out
with a message in mind / most go home with what they find
on the side of the road / like an act of charity / to welcome
them into their homes / their bedrooms and their closets /
kindness is an act of violence, too / even if along the way
we lose track of what violence may actually be / why is
change a bad thing / it is not / even if it smacks you a bit /
and it likes to slap you awake / it does it out of love / or
at least that’s the asian perspective of it / if the sum of
two narratives / is a combined whole / then maybe
all universes are like books / waiting to be opened /
subdivided into chapters / broken down line by line

Freewriting Explanation: Every day, Valen shall use 5 minutes to write completely unprompted and uninterrupted, letting the words lead the way. There is no end purpose to each piece, but rather, the pieces are allowed to develop naturally in their own way. The pieces are then uploaded without edits.

Filed under: Freewriting, 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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