Wednesday, April 13, 2016


The silence
not deafening
but infuriating 

a dead end 
but a thousand fly paths 
to surpass this 

of all the things we could do
but we can't.

but when our differences 
do not lie
in the soul 
but on the outside 

are we still walking
when we should be flying?

Friday, April 8, 2016


The lights grow hectic,
this town grows tighter;
Nor big 

nor small;
it is its shape,
a sickening circle,

I could never fit in.
I want to run
nor away
nor back
just run
and not bump onto some curve
of the sickening circle.
But there is nothing out there
other than,
just an abundance


of other

sickening circles.

Thursday, April 7, 2016

Vinyl Illusions

When you go 
something inside me will die,
like it always does;
big or small

or important
or unneeded
it doesn't matter.
When you go 

our magic will die
a kind of magic we created ourselves,
the kind I thought was the most exquisite;
but it wasn't.
When you go
I will finally see

that you never wanted to create an eternity with me
at least not the way I wanted to.

When you go
the shadow will go too
the shadow I used to rest under
and when you go
I will look at the sun
like I've never looked at it before

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