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world peace
would be nice, but
the real issue here
(or so I think)
is finding peace
of mind.
would be nice, but
the real issue here
(or so I think)
is finding peace
of mind.
Literature
12
The anger fades over time
even while I'm angry
the edges fade and break and crumble
the lot turns to a black sludge
it falls from my mind
fills up the hollow spaces
the empty pieces in my heart
the ventricles overflow, ooze
I have become a thing I hate.
Literature
Virginal Year
It feels like poetry for a new beginning:
Running in slow motion,
Laying a fresh path in the
Tentative first snow of a virginal year.
Your hand shapes a safe home in which my
Shivering fingers nestle;
You sow a field of forgetting
Over the weary road behind.
Untouched and unafraid, this
Unfamiliar unconditionality, this
Darkness so vivid, this
Uncertainty so certain.
We build that which is
From that which we were.
In the sanctity of our year,
In the unwritten and pure,
You and I are as new in this moment
As ever we have been.
We are here.
We are now.
We are.
Literature
on distance
this is how the distance kills you
and this is how the kilometres stretch
across your skin like little scales on a map
too uniform to measure out
your longing. they run down your hands
that are always empty and across
the spaces to someone whose hands
may or may not be collecting
the moments you couldn't be bothered
to count. you only know that
they all fall under the category of
another time when i was alone.
you take walks. or try to.
you end up sitting
by your front door, shoes half-laced,
and you tell yourself that this is only
the first time, that you are allowed
time to dissipate and wonder
how many synonyms there are for
lost.
you
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This is so very true. I love it ^^