Make me an inanimate being Golem, Not of clay or stone For these appear to long for life But of the long dead Who rest and know what it is to be content Not to feel or want I know not now or ever peace. Grant me the sempiternal indifference I seek.
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In a blistering dream
I scream in the night Hoping beyond indifference As a lost bullet finds flesh My screams will find a soul
The Pot of Basil
I hurt. I think I am going insane. Dearest Laura, where are you when I need you? In your absence I have wept, I have wept in a way that is not possible to weep. I have begun to cough blood. Where are you? I don’t show it on the outside, of course. I never… Continue reading The Pot of Basil