Tasi83 : Writing

Crypt Fugitives

Crypt Fugitives

A Poem by Tasi83


In our world, sparkling stars shine here and there incessantly.Our stars shine in our stars,in our stars, in our stars.Each vain mirror is also a slav..
Coatings

Coatings

A Poem by Tasi83


Some time must still be spent here of necessity.All Time is a tremor in space.It would have been good to knowBabylonian examples.What good was it to s..
Exiled from the world

Exiled from the world

A Poem by Tasi83


Watch out! He who survives here by free thinking,may now lie low as a sneaky,alamusian leech.A talmudic and squalid cancerof brainwashed thoughtsruns..
Shadow shapes from Helsingor

Shadow shapes from Helsingor

A Poem by Tasi83


On the point of a needle,Hamlet's sad ghost livesand is forced to exist.Across Elsinore,Hyena winds tear his clothes,rattling wildly.Better would it b..
Poisoned stimulus branch

Poisoned stimulus branch

A Poem by Tasi83


We have all been poisoned by cheapmass cultures that have been degradedinto a hopelessly sickening cesspool,as the prophets of Ninevehwarned us all of..
Poisoned

Poisoned

A Poem by Tasi83


Our overrun lives will beruled by an agitated striving.Like a pile of cake,we are creeping closer and closerinto the lives of others,to be part of som..
Gradual rottin

Gradual rottin

A Poem by Tasi83


The fingers of our haste forehandbend the lead weights of our transgressions.In times of tormented cleverness,the mind is already caught up in the cor..
Quotable lightness

Quotable lightness

A Poem by Tasi83


Our useless, saleable existence has become a shame.For from shameful, fadedmasses of humanity no noble Enkiduknor pitiful Ophelia were wrought.Awning ..
Trying-light

Trying-light

A Poem by Tasi83


I am wandering in my room under my bookshelf.It is this shipwrecked posture thatbest preserves my humanity.This motionless, thirty-somethingsituation ..
The record of lives

The record of lives

A Poem by Tasi83


In the faces of men you search for the impossible:the apocryphal necrology of unfulfilled dreams,desires and emotions,the tiny requiems of lives,which..

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