Tessalation

Haiku #515

What comes from nothing? Are you really living it? Or reliving it?

House with Yellow Race Car

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Metaholic

I was walking down the street looking for information when I was rudely pushed aside. Blinded by the light, no landmarks in sight, I landed hard on my backside. On the ground is where they found me in total agreement with gravity but rocking from side to side like a shot antelope waiting to be

Is This Real?

What does your heart tell you? What do they say in there?! Are they holding a revolt or not? Have you never experienced bliss? If so you will not know which way the wind is blowing And as no-one can know someone’s true intentions we must rely on our heads as well.when in the mist.

This Is Not Your Home

Said the labrador to the cat. Said the cat in the hat. said the hat to the mat. Really I’m not hearing you right. This is my fucking home and screw you if you don’t know the difference asshole! It’s like the Kama sutra. Fucking bellhop. The keys are in the door and the lock

In My Room

OI’m lonely in my room listening to the gloom It’s all so interesting to me   OI’m going into town to see what’s going down In the store and on the street Someone to see   OI’m not meeting anyone this way seems so lame Everyone seems so tame In town.   OI’m not hungry for

At Home – A Place to call home.

Isn’t it nice to just lie on a bed in a room at your parents place and just let all your worldly worries stay in your own place miles away from you now? And to catch up and talk about things that interest you with people that you care about. Of course it is. Insert

Me In My Den – In The Thick Of It!

Me, February 2015.

Going Home