Andrew Kerklaan

Andrew Kerklaan Jul 2017

Cell

Do not consider this an extension of myself...

This particular mode of communication is nothing more then a carrier pigeon to me.

Don't expect my immediate or direct attention if we're not face to face... You won't be getting it.

#phone #cell #ignorance

Andrew Kerklaan Jul 2017

Solution Procured

A cerebral puddle of hypersensitive learning static
--
I dip into a forbidden fountain once again
--

deeper this time

Exposing the buffoon of our own nature and both dressing it and addressing it.

Taking it apart
Analysis and fragmentation

An obseversationalist's dream!

Expanding the groundwork laid out before me and building an empire with the infinite knowledge I attain

(through means less conventional... To some)

I throw the dice again and again.

I never lose...
just my luck I suppose?

But in reality I could of lost it all that day...

Brain drunk in mindlessness...

Blazed- in a sunset overcoat, my radiator blood stream perspires in a way that I had never seen until now...

Fading in and out of focus

~My safe zone is diminishing~

I can no longer draw you the lines I walked that day.

Alleviating my sickness for a time and
Vexing my temporary cure... I really must be ill

#drugs #trip #depression #sickness

Andrew Kerklaan Jul 2017

Set To Fail

I don't think I Can help myself any more...
I'm just hardwired this way

I wish there was more to it but I just keep proving myself wrong. There is no bottom

It just keeps going

Maybe I should toss a stone(r)
                                    Down...
                                                   and...

                                                              see...

                                                                        just how...

                                                                                      far...

                                                                                                  it...

                                                                                                           falls...

Maybe it'll hit rock bottom?

I could be so lucky.

#damagedinside

Andrew Kerklaan Jul 2017

Notebook Clips #5

I want to walk away

To just walk out

And go so far away that when any of you realise that I'm gone it will already be too late to follow me

No footprints in the snow left to track...

I want to be gone from here-- To be free

Or maybe just.... %$#!!!!

...Never mind

I don't know how old this is but I wrote it a long time ago. Just thought Id share.
Hope you enjoy.

Andrew Kerklaan Jul 2017

See Through

Fading in static,
I vanish from speculation entirely

I am ethereal

I slip through a closed door phantomous -- My driving need absolved

I am cured (Temporarily)

Dead in my own eyes and abandon in my mind

I pass voicelessly through the terminal - - unrecognised

I am more alive then a lifetime of living

Exuberant; I erupt with silent joy that gushes from my open chest cavity

Evacuating the pavement
-
washing away organically

Certain kinds of music put me in a sort of trance. I was just trying to recaptivate the sensation in this piece. I hope you enjoy it.

#calm #weightless #free #suicidal #joyous

Andrew Kerklaan Jul 2017

Magic

My love is like magic.
If you don't believe in it,
It will not exist
It will not be gone...

It will simply-- Cease to be.

#loveismagic

Jun 2017

Sally A Bayan

HERE, IN THIS SACRED SPACE

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Here, in this sacred space...
   :::::::::.............:::::::::
...where curtains and breeze
.....dance and tease,

...no words are uttered, i hear nothing
.........except my breathing
eyes roam, legs are crossed, as if to rule,
determined....as a stubborn mule

here in this sacred space, i have a regular
dialogue with my Creator....my Saviour,
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through His mysterious ways, He speaks to me
i am drawn to a quietude that flows from Him.
...........this noiseless space talks to me...
it's not the words...something else takes over
.....and enfolds me........especially,  when
fragmented moments start to stir my heart,
...i lose them all....when i hold my breath
when my mouth has ceased, my words on  a halt,
...........i am suspended.....far from the noise
.....................of the outside world...
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here in this sacred space, i am with my loved one,
         ::::::::::::::::..........................:::::::::::::::::::
though distant............the world is...ours,
we're in deep conversation that could last a day
we are ourselves, naked..wearing no false pretenses
...we are timeless...we are one...the two of us...
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here, in this sacred space...rich with
......an imperturbable stillness
..........my mind is overwhelmed
...by a silence.....so eloquent.......
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Sally

Copyright June 25, 2017
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan

#sacredspace #creatorsaviour #lovedone