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Hymn Of The Vessel


I am a vessel

Born from intimate strangers and cast aside to the Urban abandon.
Blue is the perennial color of absence, a twilight where emptiness roams the hearts of men.
The sun shines everyday and night falls soon after.
No one sees me mourning.
No one hear the brittle howl from this lonely soul.
All they see is a vessel shattered by the infantile hands of Life
useless
old
and Empty.

I cre-{ate}


empty


I am full. It is empty. It can be filled up again. I can be hungry again. A dish. A person. A plate. A brain. Food. Ideas. Creativity. What was on it before I started making it disappear? I swallowed it. A very artistic culinary creation. Now it is gone. Now it is my turn to put ideas "on a plate". Now that I am full. I cre-{ate}

desolate nocture


too many hours in the day. my mind kicks in after the sun sets. not good when one never sleeps... the days are way too long