Carl
I love music, poetry and fiction. Sometimes, I write essays. It is my outlet. Creating art helps me in my recovery.
Homepage: https://stillfugue.wordpress.com
This Is a Career, Son
Posted in Poems on April 8, 2017
Mister Jones,
is he in the room,
under woods,
on the line?
No, he’s killing me, boarding
my soul with cheap fire.
Etude 2017-11 — I’m Looking for the Monster, but He Hides So Well
Posted in Finding Purpose, Music on April 8, 2017
Etude 2017-10 — The Suffering Was Real but We’re Here
Posted in Finding Purpose, Music on April 7, 2017
Etude 2017-9 — What the Dog Thought He Ate for Dinner
Posted in Finding Purpose, Music on April 6, 2017
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On Tuesday, Meditation Did Big Things to Me
Posted in Poems on April 6, 2017
Some days, I’m
healed, craving deep,
frozen time,
holding this
now, wishing for old friends, but
they’re gone, so I sit.
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By Myself, I Can’t Get Back Up Again
Posted in Poems on April 5, 2017
I fall in
roadside ditches, mud
splashes my
face, smothers
my blown hopes, but some grant me
grace, allow me life.
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