Hi my name's Aleks, Welcome to my World; "Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate." This blog is mainly about randomness so dont expect a "Theme" set up, with that out of the way please enjoy your stay. Scroll down a bit to start reading, or a bit more to read more about me.
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The beginning of the end.
Take up smoking cigarettes,
as if that putrid ash could hollow out
the weight that’s settled in your lungs;
fags inflate you with smoky inspiration
so you can wheeze again.
(fresh air keeps a clear head,
and you won’t be wanting one of those.)
Make whiskey a hobby.
Choke back three kicks to the throat
when the demons rear their heads.
Give them something to drown in
and they’ll give you something to write about.
(sobriety is the enemy of creativity,
stay balanced on the edge of conciousness.)
Shoot up new addictions in old veins;
bloodshot eyes could see the world anew
and take to task those crooked willows
to beat on faded parchment.
Give your demons character.
(don’t make eye contact.
wear glasses to hide your long gaze.)
Spend more time hunched over
in dim bars on the wrong side of town,
scrawling the essence of existence
onto the backs of tattered napkins
with deadened ends of stolen pens.
(never pay for your own equipment.)
Seek out the darker vices in life,
then complain about them, profoundly.
Say those things they’re thinking,
or make them think they’re thinking
the things you think they thought.
(don’t over-think it.)
Think more. About more things.
And then force them into cages
forged with twenty-six hammers
and a half dozen misplaced punctuation marks.
Call it poetry.
Hate yourself for it.
I felt hope once
In sea of silver
It has no shiver
Just a bitter Bite
When you sail at night
The gleam from the moon
Will blind the blindest Man
The waves of silk silver
Will send shock waves
Of splinters in to your spine
Don’t fall in love
Stare away to day
Save the silver
Find another way