I Become Lost In These Lazy Days
...i become lost in these lazy days
the ones i have learned to allow
sitting here on the balcony
watching the frigates glide to Bolero
below a content ocean, empty beach
my attention was broken by ...
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Categories:
myoclonic, celebration, change, childhood, children,
Form: Free verse
I Am Scared of What I Behold
...Am I unreal?
A work of fiction if you may.
The author relishing,
the sadistic humour he scribbles
is it as amusin as ballet?
Dissociating from myself
Physiological responses I do conf...
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Categories:
myoclonic, dark, depression, emotions, grief,
Form: Lyric
Falling For a Dream
...Have you ever had a dream
You were falling from the sky
And just before you hit the ground
You jump up with surprize
I’m falling, falling, falling
Just like a shooting star
Don’t hit the ground or...
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Categories:
myoclonic,
Form: Lyric