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I'm a rectified nut. An idea ****.
I'm fine, as long as I hide the signs.
It's whispering lines in my sleep
that makes my secrets
hard to keep.
I'll try. but really just don't care
I don't care if
you stand and stare
I'll wear a tutu
get your own
and it goes quiet
and I'm alone.
The fizzy clouds and fluffy pop
this lucid world
confuse me not
for I am paper, you are rock
and I'm the key
and I'm the lock.
Pick up the pace and race on forth
I'm bored, this world just won't move forward.
"Mundane, find I
the sounds of day."
Good lord, don't judge by what I say.
It's true, we met when we were young,
But since then we've not got along,
You choose I and I choose We,
I think your mind is alien to me.
About: My struggle to cooperate with my own mind and habits.
Zywa Feb 22
What is happening

is overexposed, only --


the core can be seen.
Film "Le livre d'image" ("The Image Book", 2018, Jean-Luc Godard)

Collection "Greeting from before"
kel Feb 21
I used to hate mosquitos.
The way the itchiness keeps me on my toes
And the way the rash grows
As I live with a doze

But at least they need me.
At least they craved for me.
At least they're attracted to me.
Unlike everybody else.
Zywa Feb 21
I'm restless: the moon

stands still while it is moving --


imperturbably.
Composition "Moon Viewing Music" (2018, Peter Garland), for three gongs, part 6 "Harai arai / kokoro no tsuki no / kagami kana" ("I cleansed the mirror / of my heart - now it reflects / the moon", haiku by Renseki, 1701-1789, from the 1986 collection "Japanese Death Poems", compiled by Yoel Hoffmann), performed in the Organpark on four gongs by Pepe Garcia on February 8th, 2025

Collection "org anp ARK" #89
Mica Wood Feb 18
Quiet your mind and you may find
peace in such stillness.
Your life feels like chaos when
the music drowns out any possibility of
silence inside.
How can you even think with lyrics of
mesmerizing dandelions
clanging through your consciousness?
From the left and right
distractions dissect your attention.
Why is it so hard
to turn off the music?
Silence is scary—
a frightening thing to befriend.
Some fear the dark, yet
you fear the quiet.
I wrote this with music at full blast
Zywa Feb 12
I keep practising,

letter by letter I read --


your body, your soul.
Collection "It takes a lot of tries to make a début"
Zywa Feb 7
You are tired, I can

see through you, you're beautiful --


my private spirit.
Novel (roman à clef) "L'invitée" ("The Invitee", 1964, Simone de Beauvoir), part 2, chapter 4

Collection "Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the 40s and 50s"
Zywa Feb 5
Be careful with men,

because they want just one thing:


your full attention.
Autobiographical account "Het Perpetuum Mobile van de Liefde" ("The perpetual motion machine of love", 1988, Renate Dorrestein), chapter 1 Zet eens een kroon op uw liehiefde (Crown your lo-ove)

Collection "Old sore"
Zywa Feb 3
Candlemass, the day
of Mary, the ideal woman
and mother, a sign
for those who then marry
and celebrate their happiness

The evening and morning
are a day together
uncovered, without shame
and without sacrifice that diminishes
their sense of being great

and the evenings and mornings
are a life together
the children grow up
and mark in the year
the days of their parents

with attention, as
a daily effort to be
each other's ideal
attention, the secret
of every relationship
For Dory dK

February 2nd, Candlemass / Festum purgativum (Feast of the Purification), the presentation of Jesus at the temple

Demeter visits her daughter Persephone with burning candles >> Candlemass

Collection "Life line"
Zywa Jan 18
He's unsure and can't

do magic, yet he can do --


magical thinking.
Poem "[Week] 9" (2022, Gerda Blees)

Collection "Specialities"
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