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No more magic?
Why vacant as it is?
Who took all of it?
Nothing to pick.
Dementors have resided,
Have I put myself on exile for too long,
that solitude no longer feels wrong?
a vacant space without a vibrant soul.
I’m afraid to forget
What is it with people like you?
You treat everything a competition,
all in the name of public acknowledgment.
You flaunt your fortunes,
clearly fishing for compliments.
He bares his straight, white teeth for a smile
as he greets me with his shy “Hello”,
while I politely nod as I go.
His dark complexion slightly glistens
under the Jakarta morning sun.
We can still see each other,
thanks to the webcam on our computers
or hear each other on our phones.
some things are irreplacable.
Take a step back and analyse.
Listen to some sounding advice.
Do you like what you see?
Are you longing to be free?
Think three steps ahead.
How can you catch a break
at the never-ending hurdles before you?
The bumps and cracks are nothing new.
More endless tasks to finish too.
Sysyphus must’ve been a human pinball,
If time were relative,
then I’d like a pause
for a sense of relief
without any cause.
Let me roam around,
My Sinuses Hurt.
My Brain Feels Tuned.
My Eyes Feel Tired.
My Emotions Are All Used Up.
I sit behind the pond
This cool night wind is curious
It stands to my resort
Where they do always jury us
I should feel what is real
You may complain
about the rain
It’s hard to go home
without getting drenched
Nights are long
The city traffic’s a bitch
ICE Cold Beer with a hot-dog smothered in mustard, ketchup, onions and kraut.
National Hebrew Kosher steamed from Costco.
Hot day with chips on the side.
Sliced cold watermelon.
Too much of a good thing gets old.