There was an old photo in my attic, of you… when you were a child at play. You had given it to me back in the day, back when we were lovers… before our hearts both ran astray. I study the picture of the little boy, who’s grinning. I didn’t know your heart back then…... Continue Reading →
Klorrie Note #8
I pulled the trigger. It's okay.
What Matters
This world is so lonely, few friends to relate. Small talk is all they give. How is that any way to live? My landlord doesn’t understand why the rent is late. He calls… and calls.. and calls.. and calls, Just to belittle and berate. Given crumbs to work like a robot and still,... Continue Reading →
A Memory’s Dance
A memory is but a dying flame, Fighting to consume just enough oxygen So that it may linger a while longer, Before it inevitably slips away. The memories of us flicker in my mind. The one of how I want to remember it. And the one of what we truly were. Yet, do they not... Continue Reading →
Bullet in the Brain
his eyes are shut, swollen, purple, black and blue. must have been from the bullet as it ripped through. his body on fire from the fever, like a match ignited against the friction, cold steel struck against brain tissue. with this life, he has no more issue. time of... Continue Reading →
Your Happy Ending
You got your happy ending. So great is your happiness that now I tearfully bless the remaining lifetime for you and the woman your hands now caress. So mote it be… I am dead to you, and I will remain that way– until the sun shines its last ray. Now I will sleep. Please stay clear of my... Continue Reading →
Cherry Blossoms
I once chanced upon a beautiful forest of cherry blossoms. After years of wandering in the dark alone, I welcomed the embrace of the gentle breeze, leading me further and further into the heart of this bewitching wonder. Each and every petal sang a song, leaving me to wonder how I happened upon such delicate... Continue Reading →
Sunbeam
How may the blossom still flourish if the brightest ray of the sun is extinguished? To soak in its beam only once before it fades away is enough to bloom. Yet the petals are forever stained with the longing to feel its warmth once more.
Klorrie Note #2
Released anger feels euphoric. Regret follows.
Ode to Black
Ode to Black In the beginning, there is you and only you. In your endless travels through the infinite void, You master the art of emptiness. You are the ruler of nothing. You are the void. As strong as you are, there will be one who seeks to claim his supremacy. Soon the light will find you.... Continue Reading →
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