Oh, how I love my dirty cheek
If you only knew
how I love my dirty cheek.
Stained by minor abominations.
Harassment of human beings
as a misanthropic form of…
Don’t ignore what grows in you because of something that others want to plant in you
One of the most toxic things you can do to yourself is to ignore what
Some people are maps, others are places on them
I believe some people are ships, other destinations. People sail through people, and many arrive
There will never be a big enough reason to give up on yourself
There will never be a big enough reason to give up on yourself or allow
Life after death inside myself
I’ve never been happier then the moment I stopped believing in life after death. Not
Words are parasites that inhabit my delicate skin
And then the words started coming out. One by one, ⠀ they competed with each
I will never be big enough to light up the whole room
I am the Candle, the cast of wax. A wick is stringed through me. Sometimes
They are already dead, but they don’t know it
Sometimes I hear only the echo of what I intended to write. A cry from
A butchered dream can last a lifetime if you nourish it well
I feel your movements inside me, meaty taste of obedience, fractal dynamics of the ballerina.
Do I dare to immortalize you?
Do I dare to make you immortal? If I turn every person I’ve loved into
An empty frame in the museum of art
Do you remember that (not)important day? I made a fool of myself at an art
