A cry in the dark

A certain Ouija still conjures you, wavering but fading. It was not long ago that I could see you clearly, in sober thought, connecting perfect pixels in the 3D puzzles. What you said, how you moved with odd gesture. All reimagined. All lost. No second chances. In the dull I sit.

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Tremble

Does it rush at you, too quickly and sinister, as if lying in wait for a wakening? You had a fondness for a thing ambered now, in its beauteous fade. What’s left for us, after such withdrawal, stewed, now, in the certainty of worry? Chastened in the land of hurry.

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Free fall

what is this …always falling. falsity and frivolity stream upwards, lost like facebook hearts and angry faces. …all that remains is the bitter kernel of truth, like a poisoned stone in a festered stomach. “Oh, this is learning.”, I say. “Yes, you are learning”, says a voice.

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Maybe

May it be that I don’t merit your respect because I’ve never raised a hand to you (’cause they say, you know, there are some who only understand force) that I seldom refuse your mundane wants, your idle and unnecessary requests that are meant to test the waters that I am absorbed with two of […]

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