Me too
I have some
allergies.
There goes this
perception
of being healthy
and, moreover,
eaten
enough
mud
while kid.
I have developed
allergies
against
people
Against people
who can not stop
talking about
other people
and, moreover,
about
other peoples'
problems.
I really
can not stand
this
It makes me
feel sick
and itchy.
Before I thought
I should go along
with it.
But now I
realized:
Better leave! Fast!
Murks is traveling in kairo-topo sense of time-space. At times there could be pages of hyperbolic reflections and impressions of the habitated activities... At times there is nothing to say...
Monday, January 25, 2016
Thursday, January 14, 2016
I am the light
I know
I am the ultimate core
or the mood
hovering around
in this house.
When I am happy,
others are happy.
When I am relaxed,
others are relaxed.
When I am cranky,
others became cranky.
When I am restless,
others became restless.
I reflect
from the mirrors
in this house.
You are my mirror,
my dear daughter.
You are my mirror,
my sweet son.
You are my mirror,
my waggly woofy.
And even you.
Even You.
You reflect all that
what I
can give out.
I am the most important
And, luckily, I know that.
I am the ultimate core
or the mood
hovering around
in this house.
When I am happy,
others are happy.
When I am relaxed,
others are relaxed.
When I am cranky,
others became cranky.
When I am restless,
others became restless.
I reflect
from the mirrors
in this house.
You are my mirror,
my dear daughter.
You are my mirror,
my sweet son.
You are my mirror,
my waggly woofy.
And even you.
Even You.
You reflect all that
what I
can give out.
I am the most important
And, luckily, I know that.
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