#persons
snippets sewn together
single mouthful
chocolate and tripe
- yummy- yucky
Apr 4
Apr 4, 2026 at 8:19 AM UTC
<for DE.L>
"Like a poem poorly written,
We are verses out of rhythm,
Couplets out of rhyme,
In syncopated (1) time
And the dangling conversation,
And the superficial sighs,
Are the borders of our lives"
Simon & Garfunkel, "The Dangling Conversation"
~~---------
ah, this out of rhyme and over and
past the borderline of the contours of arrhythmia
is it not the normative human condition,
who among us
is not a displaced person,
even inside the container of our minds,
seeking groundings, testing and retesting
our edged abraded shape,
with notes of vraiment,
un cri du cœur
lucky few who go without
that the affect of disaffect,
that does not contaminate the spirit,
for it is the way of the world
to overcome fear with
hatred,
to transfer the ill will,
to those who are lesser,
in number,
but greater
in accomplishment
and your internal dialogue,
always lands, settles,
on the unanswerable:
Why.
that doesn’t deserve the inquisitive honorific
of a ?
but the exhaustion of an
life long inquisition of
what is beyond
belief
Dec 29, 2025
Dec 29, 2025 at 12:47 PM UTC
the butchers nest
blood on the linoleum
she sharpens her blade
pay her and meats on the
table, just don't think about
where it comes from.
Jul 14, 2025
Jul 14, 2025 at 11:30 AM UTC
so many unique and talented persons
you‘ll think;
am i one of them?
i don‘t know.
but i think there are only two possibilities
either there are these rare humans that are born every few years or
we are all rare and talented
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 5:47 PM UTC
Whose heart is mine
When I'm defined in emotions?
The way people speak,
Make me a different shade
And those I meet and leave
Have left their mark
To display.
Whose heart is mine,
When the world
Erases my fault.
Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 4:09 PM UTC
We are all our own puzzle
piece
connecting to
one another's life.
Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 7:32 PM UTC
Of all of the times I've seen your smile.
Not once was your beauty in shackles.
Or made of false paints.
You awake from slumber of knights of dreams.
Now voting on which team you will leave.
Your body is awesome, your hair un tangled your skin luxurious.
Gregarious, your style to life is going places of ancient times.
Loving life and meeting new out comes.
Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 5:41 AM UTC
Breaking things is vandalism,
And vandals deserve a 6×9×12 cell,
But what of sportspersons?
They keep breaking records,
Mostly someone else's records,
And sometimes their own.
Shouldn't they be jailed?
Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 11:51 PM UTC
Never love two persons,
unless you always have a choice.
Never love two persons,
because you'll listen only to one voice.
Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 3:14 AM UTC