thymos

thymos May 2015

walking leisurely,

walking leisurely,
holding hands lovingly,
my fists clench, nails dig,
sadness washes over me.

thymos May 2015

laughter and smiling

laughter and smiling
faces of friends,
adumbrations that
reveal my loneliness.
speak up, tortured soul.

thymos May 2015

countless open eyes

countless open eyes
like wild flowers
in the vibrant Spring,
each pair festooned with ruin.

thymos May 2015

deux poèmes ou peut-être un

quand sera la prochaine fois?
une lumière aveugle
montre mon chemin.

/

venu de ****
mes semblants, trouvant la misère
qu'ils se sont enfuis.
touche pas à mon pote!

bof and i think my conjugation/grammar is off

thymos May 2015

the red of the tulip

the red of the tulip
contained in my gaze
—shouting

thymos May 2015

crows gather

crows gather
on the weeping tree.
wind departing gentle.

thymos May 2015

twenty years gone by

twenty years gone by
like a dream.
still not woken.