Tomic Riter

Tag: verse

  • Enters the evening.

    enters the evening with a couple of old songs
wind fills the vacuum
as I wait for my place in the operation theatre
I have learnt it the hard way
I cannot control the passage of time
nor can I have more of it
sooner or later I'll be gone
I share with the wretched world
but only my own wretchedness
the very silence that would put me to sleep
now comes to me to chop me into pieces
I am not yet ready to take the big knife
through my gut
how far is the end if there's any
to all of this.

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  • Later in the evening.

    woke up
got up from the bed
took a dump
wore my shorts and my t-shirt
drove out to the tea stall at the corner
parked my bike, sat there on a plastic chair
sat
kept sitting while the old woman ruffled through 
the fresh stock of cookies and candies and whatever
kept sitting and watching
'What do you want?' she asked
she had to ask
What do I want?
an interesting question, but how will I know
'A cup of tea' I told her
and while she walked inside to cook tea,
I got up at once and drove back
to my home.

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  • What goes around goes around.

    I had been away
but I hadn't gone anywhere
I get paid once every month, 
what a failure
considering I have to live each day, every minute
I do not wish for problems that I cannot solve
I have solved many by being patient
the ones I couldn't solve, needless to say, they have ruined me
it's a day sad in appearance -
leaves falling, neighbourhood noises, screams of a cat,
a gathering sky above
I had been away and I was here,
boxed in red and darkness,
pushing past midnights on the nights
I shouldn't have been alive.

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  • A verse that better not rhyme.

    it's a morning
the existence of which
even the most insane of us
cannot deny
and it's alright that it's here
and not somewhere else.

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  • No need to go anywhere.

    nobody waiting for me
I light a cigarette whenever I want to
drink a beer whenever I want to
go wherever I want to whenever I want to
I have been with me for too long
I have been with me since the beginning
outside some shit going on
always some shit going on outside
what have I got to do with any of it
I am alright inside my little cave
no need to step out until morning
no need to go anywhere
just sit in my chair, and sometimes,
catch baby lizards and throw them out
the fan keeps whirling
stomped a moth with my ankle
it might rain again
more moths will come
nothing unusual
soon midnight
and then, yesterday.

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