i get confused ( Read more... )

leaves swirl across the
wind-slung distances
screens of animations
the slow-falling seiche
between the
spins and stumbles

I am saturated with the
Respiration
drowned in the
cold yet to come

tendon pulling puppet ( Read more... )

everyone wants to impress each other with novelty, with ambition, or with assets. does it matter more, who we are living for - or what we project to these people ( Read more... )

the campsite is a void ( Read more... )

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vibrations end ( Read more... )

deliciously silenced ( Read more... )

a dust filled fan hums
louder than
our guests
who help themselves to coffee
downstairs

I dont know when
but i know
how this
scattered, spattered love sleep
drowns cares.

and in the distorted, soon aborted
noise, you suck
the thumb
the pit of the plum
the calcium
the nail clippings
and
brown hairs.

overgrowth ( Read more... )