Ricordo di una Donna by Alberto Baumann i cannot continue with such insidious memory – like yesterday all my past laid out before me – all regrets dropped upon me like a thousand heated ingots of iron – hell erupted from a serenity i had attained once – a clash of past and future at a central point of my present – i want it all – I don’t want to get old – I don’t want to die … [Read more...]
If there was a…
I'm not sure if I wrote this or not - if I didn't maybe someone will let me know but I found it scrawled amongst my writings. If there was a way to… complete and break… a cycle a circle… as letters keep…If there was a time to… heal and mend… a thought or line… as numbers meld…If there was a place to… hold and hail… a touch or taste… as arms embrace…If there was a word to… … [Read more...]