or: How to disqualify as a friend
and how to cope
sipping my coffee, wondering –
yes, silence is an answer too
in fact, it's a multitude
too many, I decide
silence is too noisy for me
it screams Get Lost all over the place
like an obnoxious monster
banging through the museum of our shared memories
knocking over so many shelves
the scrunching and creaking in my ears, I wonder
does this really baffle me
or didn't I know all along
chuckling softly at my own stupidity
I continue my day as if nothing ever happened
So sad I have to show you the door
I'd rather not to
This blog is a work in progress. Like life itself, which is a work in progress entirely. Let's see where it gets us and whether it makes any sense... Which is a warning too: Change Ongoing! The impulse is all for stronger grip of caffeinated thinking modes. Sending you a smile from over here. L, mrs caffeine
2/01/2019
1/29/2019
The peeling of an onion
Layer for layer
you'd be surprised how little there is
for the amount of patience and muscle work
and with each layer
it loses flavor, texture and qualities
until completely dissected into its components,
when it has to stand the test of heat and pressure,
it might make you nothing but fart
you'd be surprised how little there is
for the amount of patience and muscle work
and with each layer
it loses flavor, texture and qualities
until completely dissected into its components,
when it has to stand the test of heat and pressure,
it might make you nothing but fart
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