To be lost in the all partsthat are the wholeas it all staggers on top slipping pieces through fragments of time like shards of glassreflecting what iswhat was what could be ill is the mind that sees itall the times that existedall the times that haven’t that hasthat willthat couldthat might that isit is aContinue reading “Fragments”
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Is this reality?
Is this reality or is this the fictionalized realmthat we’ve projected in our deaths? A collective unitlives playing on screens and the thoughts we think they’re that of everything that’s why I worry that’s why we go insane because that is sanity realizing reality isn’t this. I spent every thought trying to understand everything tryingContinue reading “Is this reality?”
Before the blood freezes.
Externally I’m shaking trying to warm up before the blood freezesand liquification isn’t an option. A needle inserteda bag tilted inspecting as the friction meets the skin stay warm have to stay warm a lighter I’m never been a smokerand candles aren’t always necessary in the times of electricity. I breath out as the airContinue reading “Before the blood freezes.”
Was it the left? Was it the right?
Two houses at the end of the street,was it the left,was it the right?Same color house same sizesame year built. I never could tell my left from my right without my hands raised. The house on the left had a body on the counter filled of knives,a head hanging from the string upon the fan,andContinue reading “Was it the left? Was it the right?”
Grabbing the paint and brushesa canvas and a cup of waterthe artist begins. Splatters of colors hitting the canvasthe art begins splat another splat. A loud screamthe artist stops rolls their eyes as they look way from the canvasand at the table behind them. “Just a little more red, you wanted to be a partContinue reading “Art.”
Sleeping when awake?
He made his way to the beduncertain of where he stooda fall and he crashed so fastas if the last year never existed as if he had slept one night offturning that into many morecomatose was he?no he wasn’t he had been walking he had been talking he had taken to her long nights inContinue reading “Sleeping when awake?”
Do you have a soul? Uhh yea I’m wearing shoes,see they’re a little worn down. Although I’m not ready for a new pair yet. No I meant a soul. Like the soles of your feet? No a s-o-u-l! What’s that? It’s a soul, you know who you,what you are. So like my personality?It’s a littleContinue reading “S-O-U-L”
I see faces amongst the wood.
I see faces amongst the wood ingrained within the floorthat I step upon rather than walk around. I hear words spoken years agowith a lower intensity although they’re dullerthey still wreck havoc upon my ear drums causing reactions to numb. I smell a metallic scent drifting up and I get down cleaning all around. IContinue reading “I see faces amongst the wood.”