Hate letters for those filled with hatred
Sick fascination of things with vulnerabilities.
Addiction, obsession, regression.
Control the shadow in your heart
Alleviate the weight a finger may possess.
Struggle, give in, fight, surrender
What do you want?
Who will win?
Superiority versus inferiority.
Once a dream, now attained
But faced with new dilemmas.
Will it be you that is in control?
Or will it be the darkness, the lust...
The fascination?
You or you
flung about by the ecstasy
Of having power?
Power struggles.
Who will win?
-October G.
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Life is a Wiggle
PoetryFortune cookies can be right, no matter how wrong they sound. October and I (Eliza) found this to be humoring upon many occasions—like when she managed to pull a nearly incoherent one out of a sweet yet plain cookie. “Life is a wiggle.” We don’t kn...
