Archive for the ‘Existential Angst’ Category

Prison_ Chain Gang

So, they charged me:

treason against the nation-state.

Hah!

I didn’t abide by their rules.

I was true to myself.

Maybe one day someone

will compare and contrast

the charges

with treason against myself,

against reason, decency

and humanity.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

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Ocean, Immense & Bleak

I’m drowning.

Seriously,

it’s taking all my effort to tread water,

to survive.

And you, my loved one,

are more concerned about $1.30,

a triviality.

This is what it means to be human?

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Executive Business Man Working At Office

Tired.

Nevertheless,

determinedly assiduous,

he completes the journal entry.

Compelled to record,

preserve, in essence, his existence.

Thus he writes:

another day full of details,

and meaninglessness.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Headache, Drinking Tea, Utro_

Time hasn’t been kind

to our kind,

in my mind,

splitting headache,

dreams forsake.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

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.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

USA 2

So,

at airport security,

I refused to take my wristwatch off,

a Swatch, I know and love,

but, alas, the more you bend it

the sooner the strap will crack.

A simple thing, I told them,

an unnecessary futility.

So,

they tore my flight ticket

and took me away,

arrested.

Surely that’s not commensurate.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Georgii Brousentsov - Au bord de l'eau

I see art,

and it’s beautiful.

The creation is truly a sensation!

But I understand what most men see,

on the wall,

in their souls,

and what they feel…

Base arousal.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Drpping Tap (RTL.Au)

The tap keeps dripping…

Relentless,

remorseless,

uncaring, it seems,

that with each additional drip,

it is stealing another piece of my life.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Tumbleweed, Desert

Inspiration lost,

banality found,

welcome to “the real world”,

life on the ground.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Towel Thrown In, Boxing Ring

On reflection, after the matter of fact,

I preferred it when, in ignorance and hope,

I thought that happiness,

and fulfilment of potential,

was still possible.

… Tomorrow,

I don’t feel inclined to try …

(Always someone’s waiting

to bring you down!)

 

©SvetkaSamizdat