All posts tagged: mourning

Baroque Nights

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You look so calm. She says. Ohm. Bloody Ohm. I purse my lips. You could do with some housekeeping too. She continues, as she enters Nina’s apartment and scrutinizes every dusty corner in sight. So many hairs around. Stained floor. They’re just back from the nursing home, where the undertakers collected Dad’s stiff remains – ready for embalming. What a dirty home. And yet you look so calm. Pour me a glass of red, if […]

The spiral walk

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Poetry

Spiraling over the edge,Yogic palatesAre out of bounds. If only I could undoThe spiral walk. Because it is full of lies,Death, Insurgences,And despair. Spiral in,Spiral out,And all I wantIs for the flowersTo wither. MementoTo heaven. It surely comes in knots,Which I untie,When I am out of bounds,As is my yogic palate. The thin lineBetween goodAnd flavoured pains. The full range Of human nature,From enviousTo gracious.The fears,The tears too. This is the circle,Of beginnings and ends,And […]

Glass

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Poetry

Aseptic death,Like glass,Bloody cold,Indecent in her blindAnd superficialGrief-inducing fear. I could not cryThrough his wake,I felt however reassuredThat he’d come a long wayTo finally kiss meGoodbye. The big frameless window Separating us. Aseptic. Death as a business, Like glass, Bloody cold. The stake is ready, To purify your soul. Please knock down The senseless divide. I want to hug you One final time. Aseptic death, Like glass, Bloody cold, Indecent in her blind And superficial […]