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Minimalism

Break Myself

I thrash about
within my mind
like a fish out of water,
gasping upon the air
which only continues
to choke me,
watching the shadow… 61 more words

Poetry

82. Ghost

If I only knew I’d missed you such,
as dreams would come gently rolling in
like waves against a beachside, sunny,
a dreaming brain succumbing to the sins… 124 more words

Poem

River

Between the
Soft strength of your thighs
I dip my head
First there is no river
Then there is
Kisses that flood
But you will not
Wash me away

Rock

Strobes
yellow, pink and blue
bounce and change
with a relentless rhythm
probing faces bathed in gold
arms flailing
wailing, accelerating
surreal, orange skin
adrenalin pumping
shining eyes, hypnotised.

POETRY

Untitled

I can’t remember the last time
That I could truly say,
“I did my best.”

What is it that opposes
My will
To do so? 89 more words

Other Life Musings

identity

identity is a dent

between i it and y

with three i’s

which one am i

or am i the y

Minimalism