Monthly Archives: February 2020

Alone In The Crowd


Entering the chaos of trivial chatter

it drowns the sound of reason 

an appropriate place to blend into oblivion.

 

Retreating into this hull of indifference

fearing asphyxiation by the masses

with no desire to breathe in their treason.

 

Plumetting to depths unknown 

their preoccupied faces cast stares unaware

of the stranger in their stew of conversations. 

 

A final glance of understanding

with a smirk this world becomes

a simple detour before the final destination. 

alone-in-a-crowd

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THE FOUNTAIN


The murder was carried out

in the garden

of love’s absurdity

and the body cast

into the fountain of spite,

so that the world, without knowledge

might consume it in its thirst

and visit their regret

upon the generation to come.

Fountain of Spite

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Shattered Boxes


I always find it interesting how we create these images of various people we’ve met. You know, we have a particular idea about how they probably behave, talk or react to the world when we’re not around. This inevitably puts them in a particular box that we are none too quick to release them from. So much so, that when they do or say something that goes against our established image of them, we think it’s “out of character” or that “something must be wrong”.

Personally, I think people are multifaceted beings that have a propensity to exhibit behavior that could seem contradictory in nature. What it really means is that there is more to each of us than we share with every individual. For instance, some people know me for my writing, while others know me for my music. And there are others who have absolutely no idea that I write OR sing. For them, finding out that I do either (or both) would completely shatter their image of me.

Which is a bit sad considering those particular things have always been a part of me, even if I haven’t shared them.

So yeah… there are parts of me that I share with some people and not with others, depending on the context of our discussion and the depth of our friendship. And so it goes, that in getting to know people, we discover other parts of who they are.

To me, that’s the most exciting part about developing relationships… there is always the potential for surprise.

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BaD PoEtRy: YOLO


There once was a guy who rode solo.
Whom people assumed was a hobo.
But what once was concealed,
now his journals revealed,
that his mantra was actually: YOLO.

The moral of the story? Idle minds create shoddy limericks. 😛 

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