Nightpoems V

14 short poems

1.

The places we
retreat to, in
our heads,
assuaging the fear
as we lie in bed.

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2.

You could have
changed my life.
But that was
a long time ago.

Now I’d pass you
in the street,
and wouldn’t
even know.

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3.

I love the rain
but find myself
in fear of it
rotting everything.

A perfect metaphor
for an existential crisis.
if ever you needed one.

4.

Don’t just flip or swipe
through these pages
like all of this effort,
struggle and introspection
means nothing.

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5.

Perhaps bed is
the best that
it ever gets.

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6.

Although it irritates,
when forgetting
a dream,
it makes
it more precious
when gifted
one’s memory

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7.

I never want the
morning to come.
Yet if it didn’t
the pleasure of
the night would
surely be lost.

8.

Turning the key
after closing the door.
Pure euphoria for
eight hours or more.

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9.

Hubris’
inevitable fall.
Rejoiced and enjoyed
by one and all.

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10.

But really,
what’s the worst that
could happen?

Embarrassment,
humiliation,
argument,
sacking,
prison,
mercy seat,
evisceration.

11.
( after Descartes )

I don’t give a fuck,
therefore,
I fuck it up.

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12.

Surprise me with
something so beautiful
I have to turn my
head away in fear
of it illuminating
the unrelenting daily mire.

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13.

You think
I think
I’m always right.
But you’re wrong:
I'm right about that.

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14.

Only one thing comes
to those who wait.

Photos. Penzance, Cornwall. Nikon d750