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03 Sep
You looked good
poetry // 0

You were cold I blamed you You were dead I blamed me You looked mute I felt deaf I blamed her Or was I deaf? You were gone No one to blame I was alone With you still there. I went back home And you looked The other way.

09 Jun
Scruples
activism // 0

“Scruple” derives from scrupŭlus, small stone. If you get a stone in your shoe, you’ll be uncomfortable. Today scruples make you hesitate when confronted with a moral choice.

01 Oct
I was a task, written and read by me
arte // 3

This poem is halfway between David Allen and Charles Bukowski.

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