With an unfilled stomach.

Memory is a problem, so is imagination. I would prefer imagining nothing, remembering nothing. Dreaming drains me. My nightmares continue even after they have ended. For a change, I am listening to something else, something that is not jazz or blues or classic. The smell of a burning incense stick has made this place more [...]

Inside a clean room.

For a night, these men and women forgot their woes. They stepped out of their homes. Some even saw the light. The others talked about whatever. I guess everybody talked. I was nowhere, drunk and proceeding as usual, locked inside without any God. Something reminds me that I cannot have peace, that I cannot have [...]

Sleep, terror.

at 3 again at 4 or maybe 4:15 I was trembling and asleep and aware somehow of my trembling something curled next to me sobbing, shouting fighting something under my blanket I was too lazy to open my eyes and come,out of wherever the hell I went to the shouting continued for a moment, I [...]

One more morning.

waking up dizzy surrounded by filth and more filth to the same place I went again I cannot say if the sun rose or the night came yesterday I am haunted by something once again, I have begun to hate myself with my rage-filled brain, I can do nothing this explosion within me has my [...]