Mental Illness
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starts with ‘m’… Every. Single. Day. #SoCS
you could wake up to way worse.
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under repair
so much work yet to be done.
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flesh
oxygen ~ without it – dead in minutes.
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Sonnet X – night blindness
The thing most true was never true for me / until one day it dawned and ended night.
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Stop With the Boxes
please, please, please – don’t try to put me in a box.
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a work of unbroken openness – part 3
let connections define gaps
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a work of unbroken openness – part 1
durchbrochene Arbeit
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spin cycle – #SoCS
wash, rinse, repeat.
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plot lines
without conflict, the story goes no place fast.
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in his cups
today I will make no amends.
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exposed roots and bare foot(s)
time for some “fresh kicks”?
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mesmerized – #SoCS
snap out of it
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dissonance
what makes one worthy?
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Sonnet IX – Presence
The ache which seems will never go away, one day shall flee like so much cloud and mist.
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be
calm ~ not just a state of mind.
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truth revisited
being real is hard
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downstream – #SoCS
water carries life and death at once.
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dreamverse
In a dream I wrote a sonnet, then found everything was wrong.
