Melodrama

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Det sista av mina nerver

Swedish poem

Det sista av mina nerver

Den gnagde pĂĄ mina nerver igen igĂĄr
Så av mig är det är inte mycket kvar
Mest ben och hĂĄr...

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Okay, mom

Okay, mom

I believe that good things will happen
Scratch those thoughts into my head
In life, and the...

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Dana

Dana

Dana had frozen instantly,
When she saw the creature look,
Hiding in some thickett,
...

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Way Back When.

Way Back When.

Way Back When…
Lee.

With minutiae in my thinking,
A longing from way back when…...

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to clean the windows

to clean the windows

to clean the windows

it’s early
striking and so bright
the morning begins
in a...

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until I see you again

for Marco Vinicio, my friend

until I see you again

it will be then as
if we never parted
as if never existed
streets, cities, countries...

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Christmas Past.

Christmas Past.

Christmas Past.
Lee.

Smoked salmon blinis, prawn cocktail for starters,
For many it’s...

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Darkness

Darkness

Isolate and stay quiet,
In the darkness is always silent,
It is the one place I feel safe,...

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Snow. Falling.

Snow. Falling.

Snow. Falling.
Lee.

Christmas languor scents the air; seeping into homes, roads, trees and...

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Tartarus

The Gates of Hell opens one more
For the black tar to engulf the remainig pieces of the Broken Sun...

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Father

Time

Father

I’ve concluded that Mother Nature
Is life’s best teacher
and a Mother she is
I watch...

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Bitter Wines of Retribution

Bitter Wines of Retribution

I made my bed, and I lie in shredded shambles
In earned affliction of a blue, forgotten moon
...

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Good

Good

Hopes floats
While anticipation rises
Blues skies with swelling clouds
Mark as a...

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Bruise Collector

Bruise Collector

Her own life’s director
With arms full of fireworks
Igniting skin to see what lurks
...

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Words

Photo by me

Words

Words
the ones that fail
to leave your lips
pierce my silence.
They cut through...

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You Know

You Know

You know
ain’t it funny
when you have no
money
you have no friends
You...

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3 CENTIMETERS FOR WITTGENSTEIN

3 CENTIMETERS FOR WITTGENSTEIN

There is a hidden God in the mattress of our Bedlam
Swinging from the rafters of an unhinged...