Smells dusty, feels like
your hug - but I don’t want to
wash it now you’re gone.
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J. R. Lowe
By day, I'm a PhD student, by night.... I'm still a PhD student, but sometimes I procrastinate by writing on Vocal. Based in Australia.
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I'm just asking.
The brain before you is unhinged, altered from the alleged blueprints the doctors claimed were adequate in the nineties. Though maybe their chart was upside down, who knows? Imagine your 'You' has a permanent view that loses touch like it's raining hats heroes that Warded you. You won't. protection rejection, right? Thought too worthless to your mind to not just get agitated and ghost the very concept. I'd say you can't, but that spite against, I don't know, luck, is making these rules, you know the ones. Feel like a trap to remove our humanity. You want good things, thoughts, my thinking is to keep the bats from joining the cobwebs where the right brain shoves all the rationality. Day-bats, well, winged moves that I do to disguise as one of you. Which is worse: being uncomfortably accepted with poorly worded versions of your descriptions being the only way they reference you, or admit that the silence inside never started, and during conversations like these, you depart entirely? Admit the seclusion is required, admit that 'vibes' are hormone-powered signals shared between guessers overstepping boundaries in sync.
By Willem Indigoa day ago in Poets
Comments (6)
Oof. Says a lot with just a few words!
truly a comforter...my oldest son transitioned to Heaven on September 2. I sleep with an unwashed tee shirt of his to hold him close by. His scent and his DNA linger and it helps so much. Your haiku told it beautifully
Objects definitely hold something of our lost loves 🩷 Beautiful sentiment
Ouch. This is so relatable and sad and a wonderful entry. Well done Josh lad
Ah, the comfort of a comforter. It's weird, isn't it, how you feel if you wash something after someone's gone, it's taking away something of them?
Sometimes you can't let it go. I definitely get it. Nicely done!