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When you think that it's you going mad,
but then you wake up and realise
the whole country got there before you.

Now you're sane,
but you have to fit in with the lunatics,
shame,
but you can do it.
So let me tell you my side of the sob story, misery-of-other-people enjoyer, that is you, right?
When my life is a mess, you laugh
But when you got into the worst-case scenario, you blame me for your stupidity
Girl, I am not even right by your side by now
I did not even dictate you to idly enjoy being a laughingstock
You just stepped into the cobblestones of America, your brain already clogged
Your attitude already changed, your personality is already a bit ******
Who cannot even accept defeat and mistakes.
Girl, grow the **** up
Stop being a victim in the own mess you made
Stop pushing people in the own grave you dig
You know, that smirk of yours will only get you in trouble
Not now, but soon. ;)
When you yapped, did you hear anything from me? No, right?
You asked for help, did you catch a single complaint from me, huh?
But the moment I opened my mouth, suddenly comprehension fails—even your IQ and EQ too
You’ve got endless whining, crying over this, crying over that.
You move without thinking.
You act without a plan.
We’ve already handled it, and here you are, still trying to nag about it.

Be one step ahead of us, or you will end up being a pathetic and desperate ***** with a pathological liar ******* son.
Zywa 4d
I've been initiated, in classrooms
in workshops and at home
in bed, I knew it for sure, I too

am a devil's child
such a person who, in flesh
and blood, can live on pleasure

who smears soap on his skin
places incense between his clothes
puts on an apron and prepares dinner

Every bite, every kiss
is a yes from my senses
and I can't be more earthly

than, out of lust, jointly
initiating a new human
being into a body
Collection "The Yellow House Museum"
Zywa 4d
Bodies keep going,

keep seeking a pleasant life --


whatever happens.
Collection "The Yellow House Museum"
Zywa 4d
Well, what else would you

expect after the Big Bang --


but dissonances?
Composition "Constellations" (2023, Eden Lonsdale), for ensemble, performed in the Organpark by "Oerknal" (Big Bang), on September 27th, 2025 (this is the last concert by Oerknal)

Collection "org anp ARK" #121
Zywa 4d
Sleep, anger, so that

the lightning of your beauty --


can't strike anyone.
Air ""Dormi, o fulmine di guerra" ("Sleep, oh lightning of war", 1697, Antonio Ottoboni, music Alessandro Scarlatti), from the oratorio "La Giuditta" (Judith)

Collection "Love Mind and Death"
kisses.
feel them
the tension and aliveness
they’re loaded with psychology and social context

its an intense observation
mouths connect our inner and outer worlds
they cross the exterior-interior divide
they’re simple forms of passion and expression
but they’re drastic and emphatic

I wrestle with wildness
I desire less breathing room, less layering
I riot with instinctive response
I long to obliterate feminine’ restraint
and share inner experience
.
.
A song for this:
Only Love Can Break Your Heart by Saint Etienne
Fly Into Your Arms (a cappella) by X-Cetra
As Above So Below by Fievel Is Glauque
BLT Merriam Webster word of the day challenge 09/29/25:
obliterate  = to destroy completely so that nothing is left

*I'm not talking a 'faire la bise' here - I'm talking about a lose your breath and poise, exchange ****** fluid, get a room kind of kiss.
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