I am living the same life everyday.
It’s like I have been making a sand castle,
breaking it afterwards and starting
over again for eternity.
Category: Fiction & Poetry
A Nap (The Sun)
Korhadt, lőcslábú, kérdőjellé görbült gnóm
keresi a Temetők Urát. Szarvai között
Fall(in’) October
Some inconsistent thoughts
October summons the past good thoughts
Time runs like water, who got pots become winners.
A hole in it, forget the air to breathe.
Lateral Moves
The past seems like the only thing alive in this world. Change is necessary, but drugs help keep me in a cycle that is all too familiar—a relentless infinity symbol of self-destruction.
Eyes on Me
Responsibilities rise as new members are born,
Papers flow out of pockets and into awaiting letters,
Small eyes wide open, yearning for material objects,
Counting the days upon which the end finally comes.
The Skipper
They said, “No leader you resemble”
Nowadays I say, “Avengers Assemble!”
Stairway to Where?
But what is so special about these stairs? The stairs of a hospital. Every 20 steps up, you see a different scenario.
Long Sad Eyes
My Father meant a lot to me. He still matters. I am going to slice your limbs and enjoy your screams with some Hans Zimmer.