eros the bittersweet

consumed | poem twenty one

resurrecting the havoc
defeated by an
unlikely victory
summoning miracles
from the sky
that has plunged into
a dense space
of fractures and
dents
losing meaning
and running out
of words…
the illogical,
the unreasonable
daunting the
reason
for me
to begin.

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anais nin

and the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

t.s. eliot

i should have been a pair of ragged claws.

frida kahlo

i hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.