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She was so thin
I told her that I'd seen more fat on a greasy chip and if she wasn't careful she'd slip through the cracks in the sidewalk,
we used to say things like that when we were young but try it these days and you'd get hung,
all change
"...IN FORGETFUL SNOW..."

flake by flake
Heaven falls
until its whiteness covers all

angels guard
their dead
all is quiet all is light

even marble flesh
feels
the cold

the dead
have forgotten
Christmas

a Christmas
the angels
have never known

a forgotten bicycle
half there-half not
looking like an art installation

until it too
succumbs
to the snow's will

the silence slowly
erasing
the world

a raven
perches
upon an angel's wing

she pays it no mind
gazing with sightless eyes
as land and sky become one

even
the horizon
is being filled in

the raven's
harsh voice
upsetting the silence

*

“Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow”

― T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land
We couldn’t survive
each to the other
We couldn’t let go
to live
We couldn’t give
without retaking
We couldn’t express
what we felt
We couldn’t stay quiet
when being together
We couldn’t come back
from the past
We couldn’t forgive
what time had rescinded
We couldn’t remember
— to forget

(Woodstock: Summer, 1969)
JOUSKA

Talking to myself
Just talking to myself
Debating the pros and cons
Within my own head
Keeping myself amused
In my own bed
By talking to myself
Within my own head
Duality exists
As two thoughts in my head
The good and the bad
Trying to gain control
In my stupid head
As thoughts do patrol
Opposing thoughts in my head
As I talk to myself in my bed
“Jouska” is a Polish word that refers to a hypothetical conversation that someone compulsively plays out in their head. It can be a cathartic dialogue, a devastating comeback, or a crisp analysis. Jouska can generate emotion, which can lead to a corresponding physical reaction. It can serve as a psychological batting cage where someone can connect more deeply with people than in everyday life.

The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows is a compendium of new words for emotions. Its mission is to shine a light on the fundamental strangeness of being a human being—all the aches, demons, vibes, joys, and urges that are humming in the background of everyday life.

The compiler of the Dictionary is John Koenig a video maker, voice actor, graphic designer, and writer. Born in Idaho and raised in Geneva, Switzerland, he created The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows in 2009, first as a blog before expanding the project to YouTube. He lives in Minneapolis with his wife and daughter.
He wandered to the rim
looking over and down
Lost in a memory
his fear as a shroud
As voices from faces
that he never saw
Called out from the darkness
— with time overdrawn

(Dreamsleep: November, 2024)
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