Let’s not, and pretend we did, “love” Kindness is overdue We already rose above I do not. But let’s pretend I did. What would change for you? Even I forgot the things I hid. And you do t… more →
cupless saucerwrote 2 weeks ago: Let’s not, and pretend we did, “love” Kindness is overdue We already rose above I do not. But … more →
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wrote 2 weeks ago: 1. Spilled drinks. 2. Spilled ink. 3. Spilled oil. ===================== To acknowledge and confess- … more →
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wrote 1 month ago: Fuck me, I am fine. Fuck me, it was a lie. Fuck you, there’s no reconciliation. And fuck you, Fuck y … more →
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wrote 1 month ago: My video “Leave her alone”, a poem about the anointing of Jesus at Bethany, is now on Yo … more →
wrote 1 month ago: WRITING FROM THE HEART, composed by Jonathan Caswell Today he had some verses running around in his … more →
wrote 1 month ago: “It’s no use crying over spilled milk.” Why not take a photo instead? … more →
wrote 1 month ago: I arrived My motive didn’t It wasn’t about what I wanted It’s something I truly needed … more →
wrote 1 month ago: Just don’t think about it It might lead us somewhere then I honestly thought it was over But look at … more →
wrote 1 month ago: Saturday night part I For the sake of the game Let’s try it again Ask me to go, I might already be t … more →
wrote 1 month ago: I didn’t want to go, but I did All alone and just a bit weird Two buses on the way Same bar, differe … more →
wrote 1 month ago: Taxi driver, please Take me home, leave me at ease I know I usually throw words around But it was a … more →
wrote 2 months ago: You get out of the house Purse in hands, will at eyes You get into the subway And a little bit of it … more →
wrote 2 months ago: Maria, you amaze me So simple, so guarded Living life so willingly All the words and lack of senses … more →
wrote 2 months ago: It is Friday. I can not wake up for the hell of me, I probably should have laid off the wine last ni … more →
wrote 2 months ago: and when ink inked to papers one may pour all what’s in the heart, casting magic to the pages, … more →