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2.6k · Oct 2018
Headbrache
Evan Leonhard Oct 2018
my circadian rhythm beats
at such high frequency
my mind is shattered
shards of broken thought
litter my consciousness
my insights lie scattered
437 · Oct 2018
El Alba
Evan Leonhard Oct 2018
En la oscuridad de noche
Las estrellas cayeron del cielo
Las plagas de los Tziztimime
Rabiaron contra el mundo
La tierra tembló
Los vientos aullaron
Los mares se levantaron para consumir todas las cosas
Las personas gritaron con miedo
Pensaron que toda esperanza estaba perdida
Pero Huitzilpochitli los escuchó
Y bajó del paraíso para ayudarlos
Él inmovilizó la tierra
Él calmó los vientos
Él azotó los mares a la sumisión
Entonces él convocó el sol
Y empezó un día nuevo

In the darkness of night
The stars fell from the sky
The plagues of the Tziztimime
raged against the world
The earth trembled
The winds howled
The seas rose to consume all things
The people cried out in fear
They thought that all hope was lost
But Huitzilpochitli heard them
And he descended from heaven to help them
He stilled the Earth
He calmed the winds
He whipped the seas to submission
Then he summoned the Sun
And began a new day
A poem of hope inspired by Aztec mythology. The second stanza is the English translation for the Spanish above it.
391 · May 2019
Disclosure
Evan Leonhard May 2019
An unbitten bullet
The truth penetrates
My ears
Reverberating through my skull
A fatal headshot
To my trust
You
Who love the role of martyr
Now have victims of your own
Put to death
In a covert assault
Don’t tell me to relax
Don’t tell me that
Everything’s alright
It’s not
That I’m unforgiving
Obviously
You never wanted forgiveness
You wanted to sustain
The immaculate perception
You paid so much to enjoy
Trust, oaths, innocence
Everything has been defiled
367 · Oct 2018
Impacted
Evan Leonhard Oct 2018
Time
a compulsory conveyor belt
dragging me towards the inevitable
i postpone acknowledgment
i sedate certain thoughts with diversion
but upon approaching collision
recognition infects my mind  
anxiety mounts
i squirm, i struggle
i throw myself back in opposition
all pointless
i brace for impact.
304 · Oct 2018
Brain Storm
Evan Leonhard Oct 2018
A rushing river
turned to a trickle by drought
flows once more in rain

a creative mind
clouded and clogged by comfort
flows once more in pain
258 · Oct 2018
Polymeism
Evan Leonhard Oct 2018
i am a legion of spirits incarnate
countless beings clash
within the confines of my skull
the victor varies by the second

— The End —