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I am at the weigh-in / the men
carry my pound of flesh / hung
jury sitting in the rafters / eyes
like pigeons / their faces like
pigeons / the going rate for
excision is silence / the cost
of living is silence / the last
hot-blooded rebel had his
arms pulled off at the hinges /
the house of his boyish body
torn down and auctioned off /
to be served on that silver
platter / for the people who
you think you know own it /
knives knives knives knives /
a shave near the femur /
anything if most of us
can live happy / or at
the very least / quiet

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: Original


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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