Tag Archives: regret

Unwinding Now

  You have no thought how hard to find That life no longer clock does wind. Instead the gear has reached its limit, And I am counting backwards in it. Ticking off however slow, or fast in cases, Unyielding measure of … Continue reading

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Wonder

Cherry blossoms like snow falling lightly, Like your tears dampening a shaded patch Of the green grass where we lie wondering Why clouds cannot simply stop their going. All of the images at once appear in symphony. The cool wind … Continue reading

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Just a game

I long to tell a grand story though, The insides of the insides go lacking. The days are shortening in which myself Begins to see myself miserably cracking. A boy of seven stands stiffly peering Eight would not be justice … Continue reading

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Here ..the colors

  The sand cast down and we its cover, Red runs away in crimson bleeding flow Loudly the hyena cries to celebrate death Kill as the one licks wounds of another. A different dusk the sand lies under cloud brothers … Continue reading

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I dreamt

I lay on my couch in my underwear in my darkness. Underneath my blanket. The low murmuring of adjacent offices wandered in and out of my ears. My own thoughts rabble on, loudly at first, but slowly subsiding into background … Continue reading

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Every Song

Every song is the remains of love. Every light the remains of time. A knot of time. And every sigh the remains of a cry. Federico Garcia Lorca    b1898  d1936

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