poetry
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Sleepless Night
Telepathy seems like a feature of our ecosystem, I lie awake as you do, you lie awake as I do. You caress me and touch me knowing there is something wrong which I cannot explain. Cannot explain it to myself anymore than to you. it is a pain for sure. A pain that eats me…
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Midnight in the Desert
In quiet desperation we wish for companionship, some of us time travel to radio shows and find ourselves in the Art Bell universe. I wished to write about this, I felt it so strongly while catching myself feeling cozy. Let me explain. As I became aware of myself year after year, as my existentialism and…
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To You Who Are Also Flawed
May you find peace while rowing these oceans in that small boat. Don’t you ever wish they stopped looking at you? They should at least dim the lights. Provide cocktails. Make it more manageable for you. Profitable even. To some of us, death sounds like a sweet relief when we just about had it. A…
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How to Know Whether You Should Leave
I write this as I explore my own pain. I hide and use repetition. I am somewhere that does not welcome growth and reeks of envy. A place stuck in mud. It does not inspire me to be at my best, to express myself through color and style. It instructs you to be like the…
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Warning Signs
I wish I could book an empty city to cry in, I felt some peace in my late afternoon walk, I admit I felt rejection at the sight of others, I felt like a hermit leaving his cave. Today, all day, I have been wanting to be gone. To be deleted like a simple paragraph,…
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World Alone
Here is some thoughts in no particular order. Some cities are mirages, “You have been walking for too long without any food or water, traveller. There is shapes contorting, ahead and all around you, they may or may not try to engage you, whatever you choose to do, avoid attacking them, they don’t know what…
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A Projected Image
I lie awake, knowingly alone, uncomfortable in this bed, restless. I switch off the light. My senses download a memory past three in the morning. It’s a wound, that of an animal. I can smell it, so close to me that I can see the sheen of the fur upclose, the different length in hair…
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Walk + Masks
Got nowhere to go? Nothing to do? Are you living with the black dog? Walk with me. Get your backpack, or purse. Get your phone or leave it. Lets go grab a coffee. You will see the inhabitants everywhere you go… they pretend to be busy, they are good at this. And you, you have…
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