Tomic Riter

Tag: nihilism

  • Rain down.

    Rain down.

    I would like to remind you little bit of what I am. What am I. Let’s leave the question for a moment. Let’s focus on something else. On what? Let’s stop focusing on anything for a while. Let’s sit quietly for a while. Eyes closed. Breathing as normally as you can. Can you hear the faint noise of fresh rain? I can. The raindrops are falling and falling and falling, probably wetting everything. I want to walk out of my room and see. I refuse to walk out. I walk out. The rain has stopped now. I walk downstairs, stand there, watch the floor, now wet, reflecting bar lights. I look around. Drunkards everywhere getting in getting out. I scratch my beard and walk back upstairs and into my room.

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  • I shoot myself first.

    switched on the bulb but nothing

    no electricity since morning

    sat on the front porch

    got Dylan singing again

    Ballads of a Thin Man

    Sara Sara o Sara

    Hard rain’s A gonna Fall

    the thin man is back again

    I pull out an imaginary cigar from one pocket

    and a revolver from another

    I shoot myself first and then,

    I shoot that strange bird

    perched on an electric wire

    and I miss the shot and the bird

    flies off to a tall tree with curly hairs

    but it doesn’t matter

    it doesn’t matter

    I am dead already

    but the bird is still there,

    talking bogus to the still winds.

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