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Reflections on a Man in a Room
I wouldn’t want to be left in the same room with him, relatively alone. It was only the two of us, and then him. Its better to judge wrongly and leave, then to stay and risk…stuff. The threat was real… more →
In The Loonlight
Reflections on a Man in a Room
imaginary256 wrote 2 weeks ago: I wouldn’t want to be left in the same room with him, relatively alone. It was only the two of us, a … more →
Every Day We Begin Again
imaginary256 wrote 1 month ago: Every day we begin again. Every night as you drift to sleep thinking of tomorrow, what is it you … more →
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imaginary256 wrote 8 months ago: The sound of moving people now, in this room where you have closed your eyes and chosen, once and fo … more →
imaginary256 wrote 8 months ago: Too much has happened in this room. In this room where you sit reading my words. Too much has happen … more →
Comfort
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imaginary256 wrote 9 months ago: You spoke to me this morning of our comfortable lives. Comfort, you said, is a feeling so rare. It i … more →
What I Cannot Write Of
imaginary256 wrote 9 months ago: I am lost in I’s and You’s – barriers I cannot think past. I cannot write about pe … more →
It is a pain thinking of titles.
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imaginary256 wrote 9 months ago: You drip. I drip. We drip together in an amalgam of liquidity. Nothing exists now. Everything exists … more →
Rainy Days
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imaginary256 wrote 10 months ago: A few drops of acid separate you down the middle, skin melts off, falling in gooey clumps at your fe … more →
The Fog
imaginary256 wrote 1 year ago: The dizziness goes away and a fog takes its place. A calming fog. The kind that falls over your con … more →
Distorted Truths
imaginary256 wrote 1 year ago: You hide as if your existence means much but the truth is you could walk down the road for a mile un … more →
Of What Cannot be Put in Words
imaginary256 wrote 1 year ago: You make me want to cry, wrapped in the middle of the night like a melting chocolate core in a hard … more →
The Time
imaginary256 wrote 1 year ago: Its time. Its time. Its time for forgotten things. Its time for peace, for love, for war, for sleep. … more →
Fast
imaginary256 wrote 1 year ago: Turn around. You always turn around, then say its time to leave. Its not time to leave. Its time to … more →
Headache
imaginary256 wrote 1 year ago: The world breathes into my head. Its scalding breath and my cold silence rise in a whirlwind of dest … more →
Little Bird
imaginary256 wrote 1 year ago: I dont want morning to come yet. I dont want sunrises and morning flowers. I dont want voices, peopl … more →
Disintegrate
imaginary256 wrote 1 year ago: On. Off. On. Off. At this rate it wont be long before the fuse blows. Then we’ll bask in eachother’s … more →
Never-Ending Season
imaginary256 wrote 1 year ago: There are things missing – puzzle pieces lost in the everyday hustle – thoughts, feeling … more →
Boogeyman
imaginary256 wrote 1 year ago: If you lay in the dark long enough, with your eyes open, everything disappears. Even things you see … more →
Falling and Fusion
imaginary256 wrote 1 year ago: Breath deeply till it passes – feeling. Numbness calmly sutures all wounds until you’re far enough f … more →
