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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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FLASH FICTION “DIVING”
A story about diving Reading through finally found myself in the depths of deep water. Eleven kilometers down in deep sea water. Amazing thing occured while I deepdived. I found a casket, sealed. Took it on my back and dived it out. While I was opening the casket, a tremendous amount of books flew out.… Continue reading
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FLASH FİCTİON “DİARY OF A SKELETON”
What are we skeletons for? Some say we were born this way. Apparently I was born this way, special. Because I remeber it clearly, something struck us from the sky. A rainbow? No. Probably a truck. For heavens sake it hurt. But ok – it was fine… Fine?! Maybe thirty years later, which I gather… 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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FLASH FICTION “SCHIZONIMPHISM”
Franjo said he’ll buy the condoms himself.Entered. That’s a lovley condom place you have. How many in a packet. “Three”. “Oh,thanks, I’ll take all three of them. Bye.But as he exited the place, he ran out of his pace. His heart swollen poped up like anexplosion. He thought he was going crazy. But nah, he… Continue reading
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Poem “First sin”
Virginity is a sinCardinal, so to speak.Let it all out, let it leak.So we might forevermoreFreedom shout. Continue reading
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Poem “Shimmer”
I fell apartBecause a shimmer Did my soul darkNo more, no moreWill they See my lightly spark. Continue reading
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Poem “Shone”
Wicked, wicked something, this way comes.This morning, the Sun, again shone. Forever more,I beg of thee, never again over the mountain come, Thee. Continue reading
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Poem “Mess”
I’m such a glory messDon’t think of me less.I always feel helpless,That’s my only cross to bearI swear. Continue reading
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Poem “Rebel”
İ rebel against Father,Wage a war on all of his.Will I win or lose in the endall of this.I must be in spotSo the target is not lost.What I do the most?Aquire the things lost.For what cost?Freedom. Continue reading
