Monthly Archives: May 2016

the stranger at the door

you never stop coming at the door and looking for me yet i hide because you are becoming a thorn in the head. you are asking more and i am giving into your trap but now i realize that all … Continue reading

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to be when things are alright

waking, waking up in the middle of the night and knowing that things will be alright. but what about you and I? we have to get over this and we have to fix the only matter that undo us.   … Continue reading

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and my heartbreak

i drift and dream and fall in love with someone who doesn’t love me back. i’m hurt and sad and leave the space that makes myself the sick and the lonely.   2016

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Memorization Of The Past

It was there. It was indeed there. When time reminds us. History can be a past. When time changes. And everything is dynamic. And when I was born yesterday. The memories are clear. They tell me meanings. They tell me … Continue reading

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The Last Normal

Pivoting, jostling and quivering, the hands and feet entwined. Steadfast, meek and gentle, the good gods hover. In the space and air, and Beyond what minds conceive, the last normal breathes, exists like anyone else in this rapture and breed. … Continue reading

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Folds Of Sunset

Folds of sunset scream on my face. Folds and folds engulfing me. The limitless reflection is deity. Two and forever are more and perpetual.   2016

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I Am The Transformation Of Things

You remind me of my pain. The scars remained on my skin. Hate is seen in my vicinity. There are still ghosts here. Tragedies are heartbreaking. They kill my happy countenance. There are wicked games in life. We survive when … Continue reading

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We Have The Same World

Twilight in purple curls of unparalleled clouds, Cherished pine trees of a Merry Christmas, Chimes hanging above my front door. All these things have come and gone. The truth is we have the same world.   2016

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This Silly Little Drama

The air is fake from the rotating plastic and I stumble with my old self in this solitude. The house is quiet but I can hear my loud thoughts loitering inside my head like rattled mess. The hour is thick … Continue reading

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