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58 · May 2021
Haiku: wistful cries
zozek May 2021
you look woebegone
in your forlorn effort to
escape sullen glum
49 · Jun 2021
Not bold enough
zozek Jun 2021
I sit against the boulder
Listening to the thuds and barks off my shoulder

As I get older
Life does not make me any bolder

It is only getting colder
Losing the ones around once they get closer
zozek May 2021
A dream
or a hallucinated
fantasy
or an illusion
of a fully theorized
delusional
hypothetical
visionary
abstract
idealized
conception of
all love should be like
in the streams of my
unconscious
consciousness
is
you
35 · Oct 11
Turmoil
zozek Oct 11
Beneath my skin and skull
Hidden smiles and lies,
Buried hopes and despairs.
I wander among the wrecks
and ruins of the war zone,
Posing for a photo with a few
friends-
And a couple of others who
have been here since the
beginning.

Beneath the surface of the
Earth is a perfect place to
restart.
Death is peaceful, quiet.
Perhaps, the best way to live.

— The End —