Thinking Out Loud

October 23, 2019October 23, 2020 / animar64 / Leave a comment

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Is that my face

in the mirror

are those my eyes looking at me

with banal, boring indifference?

I reach out my hand, draw it back, extend a finger

tap, tap, tap

Is anybody home?

Are those my teeth,

is that my hair

when did those lines around my mouth appear?

That can’t be me

that tired listless, expressionless face

has it ever dreamed, schemed or plotted

an escape, a murder or revenge?

Tap tap tap

against the mirror

clouding it with the cold that escapes from my lungs

and clings to it like poison gas

on a battlefield

from Once Upon A Time.

That can’t be my face.

It’s just to-

Human.

DAILY ADDICTIONS: LOUD

Horace Says

September 5, 2019 / animar64 / Leave a comment

According to my clock, it’s time to wake up

according to my calendar there are places I should be

according to the note I left myself, there are books I’m supposed to read

according to Universe and all of the planet therein

if I drop one or the other

the Heavens will continue to spin.

DAILY ADDICTIONS: DAY

Remember Me

August 10, 2019August 12, 2019 / animar64 / Leave a comment

A few weeks ago I saw the remains

of a person who had been hit by a train.

They were scattered along the tracks-

and it was hard to imagine that these parts

had once been together

and that

they had been an entire single body

and that body

had a name and a place in the world.

Strewn along the tracks

is not a place in the world anyone should occupy

and nobody should be called by that name.

Daily Addictions Prompt: IDENTITY

I Thought I Heard Screaming

August 8, 2019August 8, 2019 / animar64 / Leave a comment

I was out for a walk

and on my walk is a gully full of trees.

I decided to take a few pictures because it’s a pretty spot surrounded by scab of careless city planning and as I was doing that I thought I heard something.

It took me a minute, but I figured that all I was hearing were some noisy birds, some cars and a few barking dogs. But you know that wasn’t it, that wasn’t what I was hearing.

It nagged at me. I couldn’t figure out what that ‘almost’ sound was.

So to distract myself, I decided to check out the pictures I had grabbed and that’s when I noticed that the trees in my pictures were covered with vines.

The vines are thick and nasty looking and I think, from what I’ve recently , they can kill those trees.

Now I think I know what I was hearing.

I think I heard screaming.