Everything is economic:
the fall of empires,
Tag: poem
Age Related – Written February 2025 (Aged 49)
“I learn that, like so many of us, we are irregular shapes — but somehow have to make our way forwards.”
Several Concrete Slabs – Written Wednesday 19th February 2025 (Aged 49)
“Even when life has a significant weight, one similar to several concrete slabs.”
Paper and Plasticine – Written February 20235 (Aged 49)
“To me, there are no dreams, not in places like this. There is no true dream, just empire building with paper and plasticine.”
They Want You To Be Mad – Written February 2025 (Aged 49)
“They want you to go mad. But the truth is, it’s them. And that’s an indisputable fact.”
Vulnerability Drinks Milk of Human Kindness – Written Monday 17th February 2025 (Aged 49)
“Vulnerability drinks the milk of human kindness, but vulnerability comes with degrees of blindness.”
New Days, New Ways, New Words To Say – Written Monday 17th February 2025 (Aged 49)
“I move on, again. New team, new pitch. But how did it come to this?”
October – Written January 2025 (Aged 49)
I am so, so tired.
But I’m not yet broken.
Story – Written Wednesday 10th January 2025 (Aged 49)
And I can’t be told
when the tell leaves a bad taste
and a funny smell.
When the book being written
comes with illustrations of an empty well.
Sunshine – Written Wednesday 15th January 2025 (Aged 49)
I do not know.
I do not know about life
and its background noise.
All I know
is that it never goes.
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