Wristwatch

There will be
No sunrise
To this night
No respite
For the stopped, watch
On my wrist
And like it
I am
Disjointed
From all other pieces
Of time
And places I never
Dream of
Only here and now
Elude me.

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Fatigue

I just feel, tired.
And after it all the tedium, banality and routine, I still find myself sitting here alone writing this, with a cigarette in one and and my pen in the other.
How much does it take, then, to express oneself; to expend all emotion in the expulsion of feeling – to imprint one’s very, [...]

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Because

Because I’m bored. Because I can. Because I can’t. Because I don’t want to. Because you asked me to. Because you didn’t. Because I can’t control my fate. Because I don’t believe in luck. Because I don’t see a point. Because I’m broke. Because it can’t be fix. Because I’m afraid. Because that’s [...]

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Stain

Lipstick stains on a cigarette butt
Trying hard
Not to burn
Turn to ash
Go up in smoke
And fade away.

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“And how would you know?”
“I don’t, just like you don’t.”
“But I do know”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“But you’ve been looking in the mirror all this time.”
“And you would know.”
“Yes. I’ve been looking at the same one.”

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Pieces

Every piece
A passage  of words
Or a passage of time
Or neither
Or both
Perhaps you
Perhaps me
Perhaps nothing at all.

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Glass

I will always
See you
Behind the glass
Where
All I reach for, is
Cold
And all you touch, is you.

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Breath

I listen
To my body’s
Own breath
And wonder if your’s is the same.

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Bedside

Bedside angel
Watching, another
Sleeping, silent, still
And only the night caresses her face.

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