meaning
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I Let Love In
It wasn’t a teacup that shattered, it was the entire shelf.I saw it breaking in slow motion and I ignored it. The shards flew inwards with the speed of arrows shooting into a void. I felt them as they entered me. They were more aware of me than you. I was a ravaged animal, I…
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The Custodian
I would tell her about the octopus dream…How the creature felt like family. Was it floating in the air or was I deep in the water? Its eyes were full of intelligence, full of thoughts.It was a moment of divinity.It looked the way I would think a galactic ambassador looks like.It knows you intimately before…
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Misanthrope
I now believe there are things that should remain unwritten. Not all is meant to be exposed. A protective layer, such as our skin is crucial to our sustanance. You might regret having thought about it, so don’t even think about saying it. Shush, become pensive, take two moments. Do not rush to express yourself.…
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Light Blue
A desolation is creeping up, I see the slithering snake, gorgeous creature, it thinks ‘here comes the dragon.’ Your eyes I follow, The gargoyles start rushing, they vocalise“Away, o,From spell and raptureBreak it now, shatter the vase.” A string was attached, like puppet and puppeteer. Master and animal. Unmet l*vers. I took you seriously until…
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At Sea
Some days ago I was in such a grave state that I could see people’s skeletons through their body.My grief was such that I dropped my own temperature. I even blamed it on an unknown ghostly presence. I felt the ancient hand of the first grim reaper firmly holding my left ankle, ready to pull…
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Another Such Day
Rising, the volcano ashes, the sea levels, the fog in a dreaded morning walk. I can smell each of the season’s stereotypes. The public’s chatter in the stores, the back and forth of the clerks, the tapping of the cards in the POS.Memory is a spy dressed in black, walking a la pointe becoming undistinguishable…
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L.O.V.E
You have brought back a childhood tender loving care that appears to me was absent every night, there is a vacuum negating joy every step of the way for my little self.I have felt the pitchfork tyranny about four times total since we met. Triggered by my own inadequacy, by the sadness of unbelonging, by…
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The Week Ahead
Still, the body, stillDaylight gnawing at our lone survivorPieces abound in piles of otherworldly debris.Which is earth’s, which is unknown in source?Metallic tesoros, alive, burning the storage room We modify time gaps as we perceive anxieties. Five days now seem like a round trip to the moon. 24 hours as a black pool of dubious…
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Childhood’s End
The calendar seems stuck in a repeat date. A language glitch prevents diversifying conversation. Monotony sits at the table while the pain of communion drops the temperature. A second cup of coffee and a tea are of no help. Awkwardness settles, honesty dictates what we do next. Chanting this is childhood’s end, we each depart…
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Singularity
As I lay on my bed I realize my mind is globetrotting. A big fragment of myself has been endlessly running without stop since early childhood. It has to. No one asked her to. She feels compelled to do it. The world starts weighing on her each time she slows her pace. Resting is simply…
LA MVNDIA 