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 Aug 1 Henk
нина
hiraeth
 Aug 1 Henk
нина
earth
once inhabited
for containment
bottled up cider
— soon too sour

that we do is beautiful
but fleeting – living
a vile act of pure free will

blissful less peaceful
the corpses we make
. . . . - - -  - -  .
 May 3 Henk
LightToBurn
Glowing grounds in blue
Soil roof, canopy greens
Drift the upside down
a haiku
 May 3 Henk
Void
I am Void
 May 3 Henk
Void
Hello,

I am Void
My existence is unknown

These words you are hearing are unspoken whispers
You will not answer
You will not notice

For, I do not exist
Not in your corner of reality

I am far off
Like a star hung in the night
You will not see me when I die

I am Void
I am the dark nothingness which you created
I am the emptiness you gave me
And you will not see me when I die

For, you have never seen me at all
Hello. My name is Void.
 May 3 Henk
Void
Faces
 May 3 Henk
Void
Even when I thought I knew you
You were being fake
Just like everyone else in this world
You were putting on a face

The charade is over
And the mask comes off
Revealing a face so putrid
And covered in rot

— The End —