Glass wall - constructed - a last resort against the climate once believed to be home. Does not glass permit some transparency? Still I do not know... If only those outside saw me waving - before, frantically; now, half-heartedly. "I am still here - I have not left you alone in the dark.' But who [...]
Month: July 2019
Des boites
Il est facile avoir peur de la route difficile. It is easy to fear the difficult road. Il est facile être silencieux quand tous les autres ont l'avis le plus bruyant. It is easy to be silent when everyone else has the loudest opinion. La neige est belle jusqu'à ce qu'elle devient une avalanche. Snow [...]
A few ord-biter
Space ''' They say space is quiet but I have a little in my own head and it is deafening. *** Stones ''' 'Sticks and stones may break my bones,' but - I used a rock as a pillow last night. *** Needle ''' It is a small trinket for fabric and thread until it loses [...]
Svartregn
Snakker. Uendelig snakker. Ord. Spørsmål. Hvorerdu og hvaskjer og hvorfor-snakker-du ikke-med-oss -lenger? Har du lyst til å komme til oss i morgen? *Ikke egentlig men* Tusen takk, jeg må gjøre ting hjemme. *sitter på gulvet stirrer på vegger* Gråter skyene svart regn?
Demon
A sick-minded slashing churning and fueling your venom of hate - And I have bled for your deceit. You are the enemy loathing your fate - The pierced Hand has crushed you. *** I was going to merely post this liten-linje and be done with it. But, it seemed a bit disappointing to say nothing [...]
The Lore Singer 