the fear of my own
mortality is holding
me back from my life
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 102.”
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SOL: Nocturnal
Have you forgotten
me, do you remember how
those nights in bed felt?
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 98.”
SOL: Reverie
she carves her teeth on
slices of reality
lost to fantasy
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 95.”
SOL: Apprehensive
If only I had been
Brave enough to trust
My own path, except I couldn’t
Help but to look back, hand-feeding my
Insatiable desires, mimicking Orpheus’ most
Loving betrayal
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Strong Enough To Stand On My Own.”
MIND: Cataclysm
She’s letting out her feelings.
The scary thing is not being able to do that.
When your feelings build up and harden and die inside,
then you’re in big trouble.
Norwegian Wood // Haruki Murakami
SOL: May
29.05.2017.
the summer sun is excruciatingly hot
sweat drips down my skin through
coarse pores and it isn’t even 10am
you told me to wait up for you last night and
like the goddamn fool i am, i sat here like a stone until
i woke up on the roof, covered in the remnants of the
citronella candle the wind blew over.
i smell like lemon. my throat is lined with sand. i burn. i ache.
the worst part of this is
i am still waiting for you.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “History Repeats Itself Until The Chemistry Doesn’t.”
SOL: Dual
your hands can hurt and
hold; sometimes they do both at
the same time, with love.
3AM Thoughts // “Haiku 56.”
SOL: Unfaithful
I wonder if when
She birthed your child
She thought twice about
Giving him your name
I wonder if she hopes
Her son grows up
To love women with
The respect that his father
Lacks.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “I Should Have Told Her – She Should Have Known.”
MIND: Onward
Can you take the pain and go somewhere?
Can you make it a journey?
The Chronology of Water: A Memoir // Lidia Yuknavitch
SOL: Ephemerality
I find answers to
Unholy questions in the
Deep curves of your hips
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 38.”
