Monster

I hope, that when she comes,
she comes to take me away.

I hope she won’t wait, nor linger, nor hesitate
I hope she sweeps me up, she will not procrastinate
But will she come?

Can I wait, can I stand sludgy time?
Slug-like, near-dead-bug-like, childhood afternoon eternity

I’m sleepy, my eyes are tired, milk-veiled
Fuzzy from staring into the distance, awaiting her call, her laughter or trumpet

She will kill
She will bear my being
She will tear

The insides out
Change memories
Until nothing is familiar

She’s late
I’m worried

The Code

Playing a dangerous game with words.

Dust

Playing a dangerous game with words.

Same

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JKG

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The Dead of Winter

Playing a dangerous game with words.

bomen van herinnering

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Braver

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Forgotten

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Inzicht

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Heus

Playing a dangerous game with words.