Trazaren
u/Trazaren
The ceiling is crumbling
dramatically falling down
I'm below the chandelier,
a standing hound
.
I am so pleased
I trained my eyes
to endure the debris
and see the skies . .
.
Usually I only find beauties of the night here, which grown spontaneous in my village. I'm in Southern Sicily.
Is it better to drown
or is it better to live?
Should I take off my crown
or should I just compete?
.
I'll be "fallen down"
I'll devour my meat,
quietly leave this town
sliding through the pit.
I tried spraying a solution of hydrogen peroxide, I tried with a red vinegar trap. I'm killing them with bare hands but there are always like 10 gnats crawling in the soil and flying around. Next thing I am going to do is letting the soil dry for like a week and see if they disappear. I'm scared they could damage my rhizomes since I planted the near the surface.
Little goblin
running on a path of shiny pebbles.
.
hold your sack tight
to keep it heavy
to keep you safe
to keep you alive.
.
But since they say
The future is now
You should just stop,
lie down.
Pick up a shiny little pebble,
look at it closely,
let your eyes
be a mirror for your brain,
right now.
.
Or keep searching,
running and saving.
.
it's up to you.
.
but remember:
in the end you will be
your infinite moments.
.
Feedback:
https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/zzthve/beginning_or_end/j2dsacu?utm_medium=an
Hey, you're back, Hole.
You're a black hole.
When I look at my back hole,
I see it...
bleah, coal!
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