Archive for the ‘*Fuck off!* I scream within myself…’ Category

Pissant (Formica rufa)

Pray about it!

Sure, OK,

but I resent my sacred prayers

being devoted to

pissants.

 

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Drownings at Nantes (Noyades de Nantes) 2 (v2)

To use the immortal words of Yuri Gagarin

(or is it Albert Pierrepoint I’m thinking of?):

“Let’s go!” …

… Progress?

Tomorrow we might know.

 

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Fetal Position 2

Quiet desperation?

Somewhat true,

my pain manifests quietly

on the outside,

like: I don’t want to talk,

as,

explaining pain

hurts some more again.

I sigh,

and walk away.

Inside though,

is a cacophony

of grotesque,

blasting noise,

on and on and on,

torturing,

deafening

and deadening

my soul.

 

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Stressed & Depressed

Always some new expectation,

deadline, complication,

guilt-trip obligation,

pressure

(to put you under condemnation).

This is what you live for?

 

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