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There was a hole in his chest where his son had been, and blood in his mind. The fountain of desolation was black, corpselike. It consumed him from the inside. - My Consciousness
I am a woman dancing on a thousand shifting suns as the sands of time rain from the heavens that surround me. I swirl in… Read more: My Consciousness - I find myself…
I am content, though I am alone. A half formed embryo in the womb of the worldtrying to understand the languagethat has no words. If… Read more: I find myself… - The Yellow Line
Every movement was an effort. He didn’t want to work anymore. He didn’t want to work in any field, or do anything. This life was… Read more: The Yellow Line - My Heart
My heart is a bright and shivering star, infected with moonbeams of melancholy and shards of secret longing. It wanders the plains of existence, these… Read more: My Heart - Lavender
It began with a lavender sprinkled morning, on a dusk compelled day. And the child could simply not – hear what the mind was trying to… Read more: Lavender - Explosion of Feeling
There is joy to be found, and I am at the centre of it. Colliding with it like a star among the heavens. Is Persephone… Read more: Explosion of Feeling - Aphrodite
You were my muse for the longest time, and when I fell for you, I fell hard. I was Lucifer, catapulting downward from Heaven…down, down… Read more: Aphrodite - The Paradox
And when she died, there was nothing. More than nothing. It was the total absence of nothing. And she couldn’t breathe, but she wished she… Read more: The Paradox - Poem: A wish
I used to wish that you would wrap your lost and lonely tendrils around my wounded, weeping heart. I wanted to be devoured. I wanted… Read more: Poem: A wish
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