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>i just bought my one-way ticket to the land of purple people, tapioca trees, and perpetual horizons. i am very fond of sunsets… come, let us watch a sunset.

>at times, you cannot come up with the reasons. your tongue hesitates and your mind draws a blank. silence… runs… through, not because there aren’t any answers, but because your mind lacks the ability to verbalize unadulterated, unsaid truths. you can only feel, and perhaps show, but cannot tell. silence, filling the space between us, … Continue reading →

>the fragrance hangs in the air like a suspended web, capturing our phosphorescent stares and trembling lips. observe as we, insect-like, resist futilely against the gravitation of glistening lines. with every winged effort, we become one step closer to liberating ourselves from the intoxicating stickiness. we survive, yet the spider starves.

>one more robot learns to be something more than a machine when it tries the way it does make it seem like it can love… cause it’s hard to say what’s real when you know the way you feel is it wrong to think it’s love when it tries the way it does…

>things i come up with when i’m falling asleep: i would like to write a haiku about haiku meta-poetry i considered adding an exclamation point after the last line, but i think [for aesthetic reasons] that it should only exist in the version in my head, and not on the written page. but when you … Continue reading →