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POEM “Don’t”
One child of incestDidn’t continueCrucified…One child of incestContinuedGot sick…So in the endDon’t do itAnd you areFree… Continue reading
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POEM “What is it?”
Our eyesShow you Who, what, where And what forYou are…Doing the deedYou insightedThere was nothingWrong with usBut Only you, only you!Ask the questionOf “What is it?”You are thereforShownBy ourMirror. Continue reading
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POEM “Coffin”
Little wooden shedI called her.”I thought it was a she”Little wooden shedActually was a he!Then I thought to myself”I’ll give that thing a name!”I bloody knew itI fell in loveWith a wooden box.When I entered the relationshipI could only conclusivly ask”Coffin, is that you?” Continue reading
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POEM “Abort”
We got toAbortThe womb!Enough of EndlessRebirth!Too young we will die- never knowingLife trulyNever feeling fullyNever experiencingThis experience Holy. Continue reading
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POEM “Daring to”
I dared to survive-Them.Even them beingNear is a incurableIllness.And them from afarIs a brain hemorrhageFor knowingThey dare to exist, still. Continue reading
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POEM “In or out”
Some want to get inSome do everythingTo get out – that’s all there isTo say aboutThe Wheel of History… Continue reading
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POEM “Faces”
I and allOf my facesTogether, notIn the senseOf hypocrisyExpressedAre nowIn oneFacial ExpressionOf blanknessJust for You. Continue reading
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POEM “They thought”
They thought I was human.God – what a mindjob.They thoughtI had a soul.They in the endThoughtI’ll have mercy.So I evenKilled every thoughtThey hadLeaving themUndone. Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “Maysie”
She wore her favourite gown – dressed in her army dress – a murdering machine, they called her… and everyone of the elite adored her”She was just ment for it.” they always said and thought. And so she prepared to haunt and hunt at night once again :”First the trample, then the knife, then the… Continue reading
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POEM “Spirit”
Echoes from whereMy Soul was andEchoes from whereMy Mind wasResemle a gongVibrating them lighlyLike wind into the Void.Hail be! the EmptinessInto which my SpiritWill settle, and take over. Continue reading
