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+ <meta name="description" content="The Weight of Comfort">
+ <meta name="keywords" content="Personal, Music, Poetry, Art, Radiohotline, Teethinvitro">
+ <meta name="author" content="Radiohotline">
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+ <title>Poetry</title>
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+ .date {
+ font-size: small; font-style: italic;
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+ .poem {
+ width: 450px;
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+ <h1>Soft Machine</h1>
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+ <h2>Poetry</h2>
+ <p>This page is for poetry not written as a part of Muse Ariadne (see <a href="muse.html">muse</a>).</p>
+ <br>
+ <div class="main">
+ <div class="poem">
+ <h3>a state only the texture of a painting could capture</h3>
+ <p class="c">hazy memory and clouded emotion<br>
+ blurred vision and blurred sense of self
+ </p>
+ <p>disconnected</p>
+ <p class="c">disorganized</p>
+ <p class="r">dissociated</p>
+ <p class="r">
+ my circadian rhythm is the opposite of yours<br>
+ ritualistic patterns i fail to comply with<br><br>
+ when i can't sleep but can't wake up either,<br>
+ i indulge in misplaced fantasy<br>
+ and in the failed attempt to recollect fragmented ideas<br>
+ that scurry away like squirrels
+ </p>
+ <p class="c">
+ "what is your bona fides?"<br>
+ "was your breakfast fried eggs with toast?"<br>
+ "would you throw up at the sight of intestines strung out like a necklace?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ communication with myself is beyond esoteric<br>
+ communication with others is incompetent and impulsive<br>
+ communication through music is chaotic and raw<br>
+ communication through art is insufficient
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ like reading a note that your brain left for you<br>
+ that is smudged beyond legibility
+ </p>
+ <p class="r">
+ i am not in my childhood photos<br>
+ i am not in my mind<br>
+ i am not in mirrors<br>
+ i may be in others<br>
+ mismatched, misbound, mistranslated
+ </p>
+ <p class="c">
+ it will rain down again, after all,
+ shimmering like sequin, slipping away like falling pages
+ <p class="c">
+ "hello, can we talk?"
+ </p>
+ <p class="date">Feburary 2022</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="poem">
+ <h3>of an exchange between two on a rainy night</h3>
+ <p>
+ Throw away your soggy cigarette and ask me about my day.<br>
+ Take a seat and smear with your finger the fuzz<br>
+ of the meniscus of cold broth in a bowl.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Magnetise your bi-polar heart and show me where it points.<br>
+ Guide me to the sea and explain<br>
+ what you'll first fend off against:<br>
+ the salt or the seaweed.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Where would you go<br>
+ if you were to leave a trail of footsteps in the snow,<br>
+ and weren't sure whether you'd come back the same or different?
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ I want to dissect your mind and study your thoughts.<br>
+ I will determine whether your spirit is as fragile as<br>
+ a rose in vitro,<br>
+ as a naïve heart,<br>
+ as the truth,<br>
+ or if it is as sturdy as<br>
+ history,<br>
+ as a violin string,<br>
+ as glass—
+ </p>
+ <p class="date">Feburary 2022</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="poem">
+ <h3>Once more</h3>
+ <p>
+ Once more, you came knocking on my door.<br>
+ An even and predictable knock it was.<br>
+ Every fortnight, more or less, you come.<br>
+ A joy you instill that's worthy of applause.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ But you leave.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Flowing animus, will thou aid me?<br>
+ From me, embrace of hers slipped away again:<br>
+ merciless, ruthless, rather graceful<br>
+ departure. Love knows not of me — not of men.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ But what if?
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ O episteme, will thou aid me?<br>
+ Of no need is love that aches. Rationale knows.<br>
+ In darkness, the wandering mind dies.<br>
+ Only minds can fill other minds. Dispose!
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Veracity.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ What is virtuous in a patience that yields no fruit?<br>
+ Perhaps, honour is in the heart of the resolute,<br>
+ for only they have endured self-torture for an oath.<br>
+ "The light of my life is worth more than my hurt," they quoth.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Once more, I came knocking at your door.
+ </p>
+ <p class="date">January 2023</p>
+ </div>
+
+ <div class="poem">
+ <h3>Untitled</h3>
+ <p>Walls pressing my skin<br>
+ Water rising in my throat<br>
+ Then the room expands
+ </p>
+ <p class="date">May 2025 - prompt: "space"</p>
+ </div>
+ </div>
+
+ <div style="text-align: center;">
+ <img src="img/objects/snailcircle.gif" alt="A gif of a snail going in a circle">
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