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write
And i begin to write
not out of boredom
but out of the
inalienable AWARENESS
of the
v / o / i / d
and
the vanity
of
e x i s t e n c e
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And i begin to write
not out of boredom
the serpents inside
can't wait to
r e VEL
in seeing
how
their
vicious fatal vindictive venom
devours
this -defenceless-
piece of
paper <--- so pure
void
of the void of existence
and the emptiness of being
who and what and how
motives make man so low
it is a long walk
runners and sprinters alike
pumped adrenaline and nothing else
pain and what pain can be found
leading left morals (heavy) behind
panting behind the victims (trapped)
the losers stroll (defeated) and nonchalant
and you see me (smiling) at you
the track stays and finishing (what) point
impressionable minds (where) are they
jump on the bandwagon without (convex lens)
you see one or two (astigmatic) (smiling) at you (who)
an occasional intruder knocks
open the door slightly ajar and light
freshens your senses seeing more
shut the door -- glaring
seeing what i see nothing
breathing in what i breathe nothing
thinking what i think recursively
living what i live (warped)
lasts
Like invisible hands groping in the world of tangibility
hearts and souls like me and mine can't talk
melancholia perished and loneliness gone
The sudden vacuum killed my non-existent life
City of despair
Bright lights can't illuminate the dark streets
let alone the undefined self
Seeing my shadow when there is no light
Hearing my heartbeat
when my heart and soul alike can't talk
Maybe this is the night of Lasts
last
thought last tear last breath
Last Note
Last Night
q1 xxx
97
nights and lights intoxicate the dying city
scintillating in the depth of closure and stoicism
colonial remnants exercise this strange case of neo-imperialism
in all but in no soul but in grieg's ballad in g minor
x
?asl
let's take a ride at the end of a beam of light
relativity rediscovered and in feeling: pseudo-euphoria
quench its thirst by drinking from a glass that leaks
a treacherous paddle that invites the morbid-faced
who claims "i being possessed feel possessed."
x
imperfect
sharpness in thought that doesn't cut
soothing (surprisingly) the edges of an unsettling wreck
in her other utopia she blossoms--undisturbed
and i hold her in awe in great reverence
x