A poem

There is a gap in time, What should I do?    I’m temporarily left-handed; looking at the notebook next to my bed. Boring.  Some magazine underneath it.  Boring.  Another reading material underneath, Ugh. No. Another no.  Three nos, four nos.   I don’t want to count my calorie intake; I don’t want to learn how … 

 

Not everything grows exponentially

*A textual product of a time thus far* Subjects: Digi-tools, 35mm image, employed fingers, and Sevdaliza I am introspectively swiping and selecting the subjects from my memory, including those from the future I anticipate. I want them to suck my full attention and be the leaders of my consciousness. I pretend to have a digital … 

 

A demo poem

I’ve learned, A kind of communication, different from the one my masters have taught me, also different from the one my home has taught me.   I’ve been taught that, what I’m learning, is how to read between the lines (of emotion); Furthermore, how to be deeply aware of else’s interiority, such as symbols/references/hooks/tricks;   …