Archive for the ‘Печали’ Category

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Dare to dream!

Yes, beautiful moments,

tantalizing hope,

before you get crushed.

 

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Black Square, Grunge Frame

Blank page, joyful thing.

Endless possibilities…

Limited by state.

 

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I may have known the answer,

but that was yesterday.

Today I am confused and overcome

by feelings of futility.

I therefore try to forget the question

and its implications,

burdens I cannot now take.

… Inside,

I walk away.

 

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Everybody but me

seems intrinsically happy,

satisfied,

moods improved by sunshine and warmth.

This apparent reality depresses me even more,

isolated,

feeling nauseous to the core,

violated.

 

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Where once there was possibility,

now there is misery.

Life.

Hope.

Memories.

 

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Death Valley 2

Sometimes,

an overwhelming futility feeling

washes over me

and I lose all energy,

all sense of possibility…

the future is foreboding,

no point in continuing,

no point in anything,

beyond this present moment…

I lie on the floor,

detach,

it’s all I have

and all I can expect.

 

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9.24 Pregnant Wm & Girl

It used to be

that seeing and hearing such things

intrigued, stimulated,

inspired me.

Now, instead, they mock

and scorn,

reminding me of things that should have been,

of bloody reality,

and treacheries that broke my heart.

 

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Dozhd, Okno

Another day, dull and suffocating,

where the only thing light

is the rain,

in between

heavy downpours.

Contradictions,

hard-luck

and compromises.

My soul bleeds.

 

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Pinochet & Friends

Nothing seems to motivate people

(and evil)

quite like the prospect of wealth

and power.

Treason against self and collective,

“better angels” left to piss in wind.

 

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In retrospect,

I’m glad I wasn’t born

an Ovechkin.

 

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