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more familiar places yet distant faces,
oblivious to their surroundings, stuck in their devices;
memorizing their monotonous routines,
a common crowd; an endless scene.
awake before the start of dawn,
home after the sun is gone;
illuminated by manufactured light —
the sunless souls of a monochromatic life.
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I find myself lingering, in front of the sun drenched window feeling my body glow gold in the languid warmth, under the sweet shade of a magnolia flower - encumbered by its beauty - in the shower for just a bit too long, pittering pattering weaving in and out thoughts that circle and circle endlessly until they scatter away like the little drops jumping off of my arms in a free fall. I don't leave until the water has its fill of me.
There's a clock inside, or not a clock, a phrase or phase that sets the motion of each act. I try to hold every moment as long as possible or it slips away. why is life so fleeting? The more I do the less there is.
Less flyaway cast shadows that peer off of my body, the obstruction basking in a heated glow. Less time for my thoughts to finish their race and half jog back exhausted but satisfied. Satisfied. Am i satisfied?
Apr 16, 2024
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Reflections of sombre thoughts,
unfriendly – yet, familiar – caught;
Rising with these marmalade skies:
a past affair, but no surprise.
Along with the wind, came a whisper,
gloomy and hazy, but growing clearer;
trickling outwards from within,
losing warmth from this mortal's skin.
As tangerine hues bleed indigo,
a pattern of thoughts slowly unfold;
Unfortunately it is one too accustomed,
for far too long and unwelcomed.
What does it take to refuse you?
Clouded with these thoughts untrue.
What does it take to keep you away?
These darkened skies have led me astray.
Jan 31, 2024
I’ve spent the whole morning looking for a lost key that would open all the doors. It was like waking up small cuts in the throat, like searching for the past and remembering the pain. Another thing crossed off the list, but was it worth coming back home? Will it help to bang your head against the doors?
What we do is shameful, it’s shameful to neglect what we have around
Walking back home, I unplugged myself and looked up at the sky. It was 8:34 PM and there were a few stars. I realized the trap - dispersion. I don’t know how long it’s been since I last looked up at the sky - usually, we gaze blankly down, the deepest point of a screen.
Jan 29, 2025
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Reflections of sombre thoughts,
unfriendly – yet, familiar – caught;
Rising with these marmalade skies:
a past affair, but no surprise.
Along with the wind, came a whisper,
gloomy and hazy, but growing clearer;
trickling outwards from within,
losing warmth from this mortal's skin.
As tangerine hues bleed indigo,
a pattern of thoughts slowly unfold;
Unfortunately it is one too accustomed,
for far too long and unwelcomed.
What does it take to refuse you?
Clouded with these thoughts untrue.
What does it take to keep you away?
These darkened skies have led me astray.
Jan 31, 2024