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“What is sanity?”
I had once asked,
To which a man peered over a newspaper and replied,
“Insanity in a mask.”
I had once asked,
To which a man peered over a newspaper and replied,
“Insanity in a mask.”
Literature
Cobwebs
the past clings to my flesh and i try
to pry free,
weak and submissive.
bottomless levels of despair
plague my oblivious mind.
i trudge through mud and glass.
a habitually subdued voice
lashes out inflamed words. an escapist
screams. reversal was too far behind
us all.
i stifle my brain into sleep.
the world was already off balance
when i fell into dream that night,
fragile. a cry for help
unearthed innate survival instincts
that havent left since.
i awake in old despair.
scarred minds
are hardly done justice
under a calibrated
microscope. we pretend
to walk in sync until
you hesitate and
leave me stranded.
i submerge into unconscious
Literature
The Streets Looked Different
The streets looked different, And the winds they didn't howl, Every single step I took, Was coupled with a scowl. And the streets felt different, They lost all memory, Somehow.
Literature
The Rememberers
The apple core glared back at them, bruised
and ill-tempered, as they sorted
the forgotten memories in Airport Lounge.
The bell tower was combed up and down,
but it was the river that hid the memories’
rememberers and carried them away.
Mouldy tomatoes were organized by
degree of destruction, and the lasagna
was read like an open book.
“I bound my taste buds to the avocado’s
flesh, willing them to be one.”
“I return every day to mourn
the trampled, muddy grass.”
“I walked softly to the edge
of the empty bandshell and
hummed a lullaby for the sleeping,
bare-limbed trees.”
“I taped
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