It’s a sultry summer afternoon. It’s been a long time since I was properly awake. How long? Half a year perhaps. I keep part of me numb, neglected. I don’t let it rise, wake, talk to me, think and make decisions in my life. That part is me, perhaps. Perhaps that part hides the happiness …
Category: Me and My Life
Poop
Think about the word. Say it to yourself a few times, roll it around your head, get the feel, bathe your thoughts in it, imagine its texture, colour, smell and properties until the inside of your head is revoltingly dirty. Today I found some shit in the second floor bathroom, in the toilet. I felt …
A little talk
No one believes me when I say it, but I’m actually scared dead of a few things most people don’t know are there in the first place. Who am I? What is all this? What is Life, the Universe and Everything? Is this life a station, a stop in a journey on the subway, where …
I’ve seen
I’ve seen many strange wonderful things. I’ve seen how the torn clouds rush upon the wind to places They don’t need a ticket to visit I’ve seen how a person can evaporate from your life And get shut up in another universe, being all the time A phone number away. …
The Itch of Love
Did I tell you about my dog? No I didn’t. Well, he isn’t so much of a my dog. He’s a stray. He stays out on the streets when he wants to, and makes himself at home in my room, or up on the roof, or somewhere in the house where he can hope to …
One Life 