by lefteous | Oct 9, 2025 | a question
I felt no need to find myself when I was lost inside your eyes Those cloudy skies with veiled threats of sunshine And I, content ‘neath their shade, forgot the warmth I used to crave The ghost of a person The bones of a lie The weightless empty I would drift through...
by lefteous | Sep 15, 2025 | a thought
Blurry vision Cigarettes on a snowy day The color green A half-eaten peach It’s okay I’m not...
by lefteous | Aug 26, 2025 | rambling
I enjoy being myself too much for forgiveness to be of eternal consequence. Also, I often think others should be grateful I’m not entirely myself. Ritual sequestering. Liturgical daydreaming. Banal leisure. The lion devours the peacock. The peacock the snail. The...
by lefteous | Aug 14, 2025 | rambling
The past is one of many fictions. There aren’t enough bones to go...
by lefteous | Jun 30, 2025 | a dream
I dreamed of a man with a perfect life. And he lived like it was perfect. Then things happened, and his life was different. And he lived like it had been taken from him. Nothing was taken though, it was all an accident. But still he raged and fought. And he worshipped...
