Commander of action

I summoned the wind and thunder

The rain rinsed you of your transgressions and filled your heart with lightning.

 

Unsophisticated and Primal

Tactless and brutal 

A war cry or lustful moan?

Dark energy that has been perverted  by mankind.

Throw your religion in a bag- trash or leather.

That’s not why I’m here

Either way, it won’t save you.

 

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I count my worth in loaves of bread

And parts of me I discernibly shed

Morsels, crumbs, granules on my plate 

Unveil a mirror with a crestfallen face 

 

I gorge on sugar that lasts only a few nights 

I wait for it to decay my insides 

Like love, a gaboon viper nestling in my womb,

Ravaging every thought, being and soul, core to root

 

I revel in the sliver of potentia...

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Autumn is a wonderous time

Brown leaves crisping in the wind

Fields sodden by rain

Windswept humans failing to take off holding umbrellas

 

The days are dark and short

Cosy movie weather I'd have thought

Breaking the habits of the heat

Hoping, maybe, for that white snowy sheet

 

It is time to get lost in nature

To selth-sooth, wonder and nurture

Wrap-up warm in ...

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I feel time passing like nails on my skin

Piercing, commanding, but ephemeral

It floats by while I'm left to singe within

Nursing echoes that ring true like spells

 

Against the auroral skies my head bows down

But never hangs heavy

Evergreen vinyls, abandoned hometown

You still lurk in the shadows of my periphery

 

I see you when my hands cradle my head

And when I'...

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We play music
To fill the silence
Between words we don’t say
Those we can’t
We pretend it’s okay
In the silent car
And I sing to the music
To cover old scars
The silence tears open
The memories unspoken
That left me broken
In this very car
The silence surrounds me
Just like that night
And it brings 
All but delight
And makes me realise
I live in that space
It is my home
That I d...

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They'll be no more

Sweat soaked sweaters

I'll let my scars

Brush the breeze

And by the 

Twenty fifth of December 

It will be month Fourteen

 

So as my scars 

Fade to white

I won't be scared 

To show them the light

I'll have a short sleeve summer

I'll finally be free

 

This is not to say that

There'll be no more hoodies

Just that short sleeves 

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A figure slumped beside the road, a heap of ash and thread. No face, no shape, just heavy cloth, and eyes that looked half-dead. “Who are you?” asked the wrinkled one, with voice both calm and kind. “I’m Sadness,” said the shape, half-formed, “the one all try to bind.” “They turn from me,” the figure said, “as if I bring disease. They smile too wide, deny the weight, pretending th...

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I still remember

Cold faces in my bedroom

Smiling women in the dark

Slicked hair, teeth sharp

I still remember

The man whose legs

Popped out from under my bed

And I screamed

Broad daylight was frightening

Heart speeding, head beating

The men who moved closer towards me

All I could do was freeze

I’d stare back

With sucked breath, shaking knees

Day afte...

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A poetic exploration of a mind poisoned by the omnipresent specters of Donald Trump and E. Musk. This piece hopefully captures the relentless mental siege and especially the detox from Trump's toxic influence. It is a vivid depiction of inner turmoil and the quest to reclaim clarity and freedom.

Each waking thought, his specter reappears,
A gaudy brute who feeds on hate and strife.
He storms ...

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