I feared death The most That insomniac night As the silence kept spreading Slowly Thus the more anxiously During the small Lonely hours Before dawn A deeply red liquid In a transparent base Blood infecting clear water Or the other way around Would be the most obvious Metaphor Also standing for Life energy Irrevocably dispersed … Continuă lectura I feared death

Once more Laying awake at night This time without the excuse Of even a partially legitimate Reason Just having spent hours on end Working on something That ultimately proved Unnecessary Like so many things seem to Now you're all pumped On adrenaline and cortisol Only negligibly spiced with caffeine At least you’ve gotten better at … Continuă lectura The thrill

Why won't you eat Darling I whispered compassionately With a long gentle stroke on the cheek While automatically delaying The swallowing of another gulp Of unsweetened lemon green tea So as to better feel its taste One would think It's true you’ve been sleeping Late into the afternoon yet again But look now it's already … Continuă lectura Why won’t you eat (One-sided self-talk)

My dear Sir For quite a while now As you well must know I have kept waiting for you Ever so patiently To take matters into your own hands And muster up the courage To finally cross the border that separates Our adjoining lands I have not tired of looking out The drawing-room window During … Continuă lectura A bit over it Sir