blank days, like this

From "Confessions of a Readaholic"

From “Confessions of a Readaholic”


on days like this
my words run from me,
but i do not chase after them.

rather, i lie in wait
crouching, patient
biding my time
until

they come back, wandering
i pounce on them, feral
wrestle them to the page
force order and meaning upon them, and
brand them with my mark.

By Mehmed Siyah Khalem at Topkapi Palace

By Mehmed Siyah Khalem at Topkapi Palace


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all mementos of an awareness unwelcome

Image by Madchangeling

Image by Madchangeling


i wish
you
thought of me
the way i
think of you,

with desperate persistence,
impulsively
in stumbling inadvertence

triggered by myriad
detonations
of surging escalated memory

yet another thing
i can’t control.

Image by Antaryamin

Image by Antaryamin


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