This feeling crawling up my spine I need to be alone where is my shelter? I could watch the blizzard from my cabin make myself comfortable smile at the raging elements and peacefully sip my tea. But there is a spider crawling up my leg obscuring clarity in its webs I don't feel safe in … Continue reading Uneasy
Shreds upon euphoria in my paper room scrapping fragments of creative outbursts as they come and go... I find no greater joy when the pieces merge once atomised then effortlessly conjoined.
I like the bold brave stubborn flesh that refuses to stretch or bend to weak men whose only claim to life is as wishful soldiers parading in the night
One too many times fading from the chlorine and bleach infested waters I have watched my self wane in this reflection to match your expectation so you can be more comfortable as I drown. I wear this mask [a caricature of sorts] to simplify complexity and recollect a collection of blueprints for every successful interactions … Continue reading Hyperacting
I hate the sound of your voice in the morning I hate when you bang the toilet's door I hate the rhythm of your heavy footsteps I hate your giggles in the kitchen I hate the odd noises you make when you shower I hate your silence, too not interested in small talk I thought … Continue reading The loud neighbour
Perhaps I am missing something some fundamentals that would help me understand who am I to blame for the failure of my heart? Is it the strings in my organs tightly knit inside my chest longing proudly unassailed in visible vulnerable threads, or the wirings of my brain fret against the world in sweat burning … Continue reading Fundamentals of love
hiding between the lines a couple of verses trapped inside your mind a shitload of nonsense ruminations in daylight brushed off under the carpet to paint a pretty picture in misogynistic make up this is our privilege - poetic licence to hide - and rhyme the truth