I Found You and I Found You Again

The world is crumbling on the inside. The new decade came with a boy sleeping under the living room table. Two days later, it was hospital corridors. Grandma’s sweet voice now saying nonsense and mixing up all works. “I work right together with you. I work right together with you. I work right together with Read on

Cycling on a Friday Afternoon

A martyr-satyr
You always needed one
A blank canvas
Ends up drawn to you
Love is not about not being lonely
Love is not about that one and only
A brown giant never makes a star
A flower-shower
So easy to have one
Language of love
Consumes all of you
Love is not about making it stay
Love is not about the toys to play
A meteorite never Read on

Apart, Away, A Part, A Way (Noon)

How can you love those who are not here? You ask.
I tell you about my years that you missed and your disapproval is odd to me.
The only way I have ever know is apart.
A part falls apart
And finds its way to the heart.
Remember when you set out on your own
And no matter the hell and Read on


I want to break the Sun
I want to fix the sky
I want you to see what I see.
I really love no one.
I used to dream of you
I want you to see what I see.
I want to love no one
I don’t dream of you
I don’t want to see.
I want to crash a wave
The sea is the Read on

Dead Man’s Curve (Sunset)

Been one year, as of yesterday
How I wish you were here, I say,
I don’t hear myself with cars passing
Maybe you did not hear it either.
I admit I had forgotten about it
Because finally being with her again
Matters more than not being with you.
Guess whom she shares her birthday with?
This is my last night with her.
She fits Read on

December Eyes

December Eyes, straight from The Year 13.
Somewhere below the ground of now,
In the catacombs of what no longer is
Slowly rot pieces of a rough trade made.
But fragments of strangers’ strange love
Remain like fireflies encased in amber.
Mine are the eyes of a distant December.
Deeper than I had expected them to be,
Hiding in the darkest of the Read on

Sitting There in September

Sitting There in September, straight from The Year 13.
I was just sitting there, malcontent
Never saying what I was dreaming of
In a way, the only thing I wanted
Was to prove myself I was unwanted.
So, I got it.
I was just sitting there, by barbed wire
Never sharing the wildest of my dreams
As years go by, I realise that Read on

Notastray (Sunrise)

The lights go out and everybody is sleeping,
In the silly hours of the night, it’s just you and me.
So long apart, we quickly grew back together,
Just as long as it once took you to be gone, forever.
The street lights, all one-eyed, burn all night long,
But I can still see the starry sky,
It’s the other way Read on

My Winter Solstice

It’s the longest day of the year in me, my winter solstice,
Won’t make through it in this lifetime.
Or, maybe, the whole year is threesixtysix of these.
Wrong is
My winter solstice.
Long is
The forbidden in-between.
It’s the longest no of all of my nos, my missing sunrise,
Won’t make through it in this rhyme.
Or maybe the list of things I Read on

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