Poems
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FLASH FICTION “Number people”
Number people They ought to know it by now. And they do, don’t they? – „Ofcourse, they just keep silent about it (or lie )”. They got numbers. We mean by that simple numbers from one to ten…to god knows what number. The in betweens they unfortunately don’t like, like the poor old 3.14.But what… Continue reading
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Poem “Chair”
There’s a chair. A real chair it is, at least so it seems. Is it real enough ? Maybe – it doesn’t know. Should we ask the chair “Who are you”? Silence. “Tell!Now!- “Sit down” It vibrated out the sound. “Nah, you are too vibratious” Answered we and left. Continue reading
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Poem “Body Buddhism”
What if there were five bodies? As to speak – the muscle, the skeletal, the endocrin, the nerv, and the mind body? Get them aligned – and a miracle happens. Who’s to say that is not so? Should we point the formula out? For what and who do they work? Of course, you supposed wrong!… Continue reading
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POEM “Duo”
He built a towerShe built a lighthouseNear the shoreTo get going the boatsSailing on stormy nightsFeeling the SeaHungry and devouringBeneath – the sailorsDid not knowThey are the many On the duosDeath row. Continue reading
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Poem “Something else we’ve done”
Cry me a nebula’cause the costOf what is with the deed lostIs what outrages me the mostBut let’s do the trickAnd have a toastFor it has comeBecause something else we’ve done. Continue reading
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FLASH FİCTİON “WE ARE ABOUT TO SAY….”
There are many a things we have a lot to say about – sometimes those things even say a lot about themselves. But these so called aughts (anys), my god what’s up with them. Are they even an aught themselves? Why did I just ask that? If we could include the word self among the… Continue reading
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Poem “boredom”
She got boredHe got bored tooWe all got fucking boredSo we did it anywayMoved onIt was a test to surpassThe fights between our fancy and class.Is it destruction of the mass?Or did we just outwit our own sass?Poor us, where is the trust?Between spaces and timesAre all our crimesNothing no more shinesWhy all the mines?…… Continue reading
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“NARRATIVE POEM” Psychology of ETHER
Ether said she was not a boy. She was electrifying all the cables nowdays. But it was a serious question. What was I Ether for?Was I invented or made – or sexualy born?Who fucked who in that situation if it was true? Then something blew?! Or what was that anyway?Ofcourse, a sudden realisation, an impulse,… Continue reading
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Poem “Mirror”
Once upon a time I was a mirror.Suffering was the game ofThe one looking at the glass.I did feel as the gazer wantedBut I foughtThe battle of breakthrough.Mirror, mirror – the past of meWhat did I doTo deserve the Reflection of only me. Continue reading
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Poem “the big He”
He never felt Love.Did he have a Soul,Or was he emotionaly foul?Did he ever heartfully beam,Or was he the other stream?Does the memory about himSeem strange?To where did his view range,And did he offer clarity at all?Did he sell out,Just to make us, his puppetsUsable and small? Continue reading
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