Poetry
Now and Then
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I feel impatient in this phase of life, as if waiting for nothing. All the space between now and then seems vast, a black hole that color can’t even seem to blast. My mind writes in simple rhymes, ignoring recklessness….
Shadow
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Standing in the middle of a crowd, in the middle of this city, I feel like a simple shadow. Glanced at, barely recognizable, indistinguishable, a walk by, a dot, something so unimportant, each…
City Life
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My week has come to this. As I stare down the silver can of red bull, waiting for the sugar, taurine, caffeine and vitamins to hit my system and give me promised wings, I sigh. Life is not supposed to be this way…
Bug in Your ear
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Oh I wish I was a bug in your ear, to buzz around your head, to listen to what you hear, to get lost in your thoughts. To marvel with you at that piece you just bought. I just sit here and stare, at how you cross the street…