My shoulder blades’ girth played the role of a harbinger As bony as I got; the more I saw myself as a skeleton Malnourished, malevolent, maladjusted malaise Mocking in malformed metaphors to try to explain There’s a concession of an all-dead jury saying my name A prosecutor in a straitjacket who thinks I’m insane HazyContinue reading “Orwellian Glass House: A Short-Story about Despair, Redemption, and Hope.”
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Fötter Day Reverie: Suburban Breeze and Whispered Dreams
You can hear the suburban chime, zirconia vertebrae, pearly white spine. Glass thrown in stone houses, a regular suburban night, whirring, rewinding. Chronicled childhood in olive drab paint, monocle glass. Wormwood and bottles of Shawshank dissolute solitude. A wanderer who wallows in the maze en route, delaying for tomorrow, never promised today. A virgin diary,Continue reading “Fötter Day Reverie: Suburban Breeze and Whispered Dreams”
Then and Now: My Apologies, But the Gray No Longer Holds Beauty for Me
Dear Journal, Recollections of a picnic eventuate vividly in my mind. Amidst the reminisced scene, a profound sense of auditory quiescence prevails. What endures most is the ethereal spectacle wherein the heavens infused my being with enduring chromaticity. The transformation of a seemingly desolate desert into an entrancing marvel transpired. Heliotrope, lavender, and carmine mergedContinue reading “Then and Now: My Apologies, But the Gray No Longer Holds Beauty for Me”
I Didn’t Want to Believe It: A Transformational Journey
I’m sitting alone at the cosmic stump, Sipping my soul, and I’m vodka drunk. Thinking of goals I’ve not yet done, Fission control, visit me in my head. Cataclysmic logarithms, picture dreams that are dead. Bickering silence, word by word, I fell into your haiku, Only heard what you wanted when I told you IContinue reading “I Didn’t Want to Believe It: A Transformational Journey”
Flown Off Course: Navigating the Uncharted
Vaudevillian. I’ve flown so far off course That my radar doesn’t even beep; It’s silent, instead it weeps For some recognizable aura of man to detect. Signature heat, thermal readings, nothing. I’ve become so abrupt in my comings that most of my time Is spent twiddling my thumbs. I’ve flown so far off course, likeContinue reading “Flown Off Course: Navigating the Uncharted”
JOURNAL: Reflections on a Complex Relationship
It has been a while since we last connected. I hope you’re doing well. I’m here to share some thoughts and feelings with you. I’ve been trying to bring some laughter into our interactions, maybe cracking a joke or two, hoping to share some moments of joy. However, I’ve come to realize that this canContinue reading “JOURNAL: Reflections on a Complex Relationship”
The Shodokans’ Apprentice: A Tale of Vectors and Vices
Feel the vectors into orbit, melting into fiscal porn Each waking moment exists to mourn the pensive rigor mortis And I hate myself so much every single morning It’s like clockwork, lonesome, staring in the mirror See a monster, bones drugged, mainly see the errors Home drunk, sloppy, with a motor function failure Open palmContinue reading “The Shodokans’ Apprentice: A Tale of Vectors and Vices”
The distance between us: We’re 5 minutes apart.
Because in this world, your world’s restricted. When curtains shine through blackness, we play and then we’re victim. Every person out to get us. Every person tries compassion? It’s more than mere prediction. There the serpent lies unchallenged, But you whirl and try to damage, because you’re weak and your world’s afflicted. But to noContinue reading “The distance between us: We’re 5 minutes apart.”