Face down in the gutter No hand but my own You wanted to save me Today, not yesterday But yesterday mattered Today I can pull myself up You could have saved me yesterday But all you wanted was a boost The body aches were real The tears rightfully […]
Howl on a bloodstone: belt out your pain Last month in 1957, US. Customs seized hundreds of copies of Allan Ginsberg’s Howl. Today, Howl is free to hang around the shelves of many libraries, no longer subject to massive protests. I, thus, felt inspired to write a little piece. […]
To be lost A fear A nightmare A liberation No people No lies No games A journey A trek A cruise What is there to lose? To be found A known existence A set path An explored life Sailing whole Navigating the muddy waters Anchored in my self
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