poetry

poetry

And when I stand in the receiving linelike Jackie Kennedywithout the pillbox hat,if Jackie were fat and had taken enough Klonopinto still an ox,and you whisperI think of youdon't finish withbecause I've been going to Weight Watcherson Tuesdays and wonder

And when I stand in the receiving linelike Jackie Kennedywithout the pillbox hat,if Jackie were fat and had taken enough Klonopinto still an ox,and you whisperI think of youdon't finish withbecause I've been going to Weight Watcherson Tuesdays and wonder

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Live for everything, or die for nothing

Live for everything, or die for nothing

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The secret to life is to live as though you know the secret." Barbara Botch

The secret to life is to live as though you know the secret." Barbara Botch

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

breathe in experience breathe out poetry

breathe in experience breathe out poetry

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Where to start?Everything cracks and shakes,The air trembles with similes,No one world's better than another;the earth moans with metaphors.

Where to start?Everything cracks and shakes,The air trembles with similes,No one world's better than another;the earth moans with metaphors.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

If onlyyou could have witnessed howmuch I have changed: sit alonein a disused theatre and feel whatI have felt, see how the world hastransformed me, like the metamorphosisof a caterpillar.

If onlyyou could have witnessed howmuch I have changed: sit alonein a disused theatre and feel whatI have felt, see how the world hastransformed me, like the metamorphosisof a caterpillar.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Life is unbearable pain.

Life is unbearable pain.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

August is dust here. Droughtstuns the road,but juice gathers in the berries.

August is dust here. Droughtstuns the road,but juice gathers in the berries.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

It was as important to live poetically as to write poems.

It was as important to live poetically as to write poems.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Where is my oasis? Too far fromhere for me to crawl with thesedead legs, refusing to co-operateHands and fingers clawing uselesslythrough the grains of sand...

Where is my oasis? Too far fromhere for me to crawl with thesedead legs, refusing to co-operateHands and fingers clawing uselesslythrough the grains of sand...

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Think neither fear nor courage saves us.Unnatural vices are fathered by our heroism. Virtues are forced upon us by our impudent crimes. These tears are shaken from the wrath-bearing tree.

Think neither fear nor courage saves us.Unnatural vices are fathered by our heroism. Virtues are forced upon us by our impudent crimes. These tears are shaken from the wrath-bearing tree.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The moon people do not eat by swallowing food but by smelling it. Their money is poetry - actual poems, written out on pieces of paper whose value is determined by the worth of the poem itself.

The moon people do not eat by swallowing food but by smelling it. Their money is poetry - actual poems, written out on pieces of paper whose value is determined by the worth of the poem itself.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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