There lies truth in the morning All dark except from shimmers of golden rays A humbleness to the world As if it awoke for the first time Unaware of the circle of past, present, future Of its’ inhabitants Of its’ issues You are ill world I’m not the first to tell you this The citizens ofContinue reading “Our Independent Earth”
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Lightning & Conductor – Such were his eyes in the morning
Did he ever know how his eyes sparked in the morning? Not at first, not those half-dreaming, limbo-sleeping moments, but then, when I touched him, gave him a smile and twinkling eyes – they sparked As if though a lightning hit them and catalyzed energy into them Maybe I was the lightning Maybe he was myContinue reading “Lightning & Conductor – Such were his eyes in the morning”
Nothingness, how you keep us alive
We are literally nothing but we pretend we are everything If not, life would seem anything but worth living If only for a second we would taste the true spice of our nothingness, the realization of our blunt faking would hit hard as a volcano – shaking our being till’ we fragmented into all theContinue reading “Nothingness, how you keep us alive”
Josie Mattsson 