ALL THIS PAPER all this mess All this Material This Waste This Nest
All these memories Are grains of sand
Alone in here with my things, representing my demons
How is it that I enjoy accumulating new demons?
More and more eventually consuming me
From the inside out
Stripped bare of anything worth keeping there
Replaced with obsessional novelties of times that passed
That were worth less than the futures I bypassed
Because of memories
Because it's easier to live there
Where you can tweek your life to what it wasn't
Living in reverse
Backwards lies reflected in the mirror
Until they seem to be true
And the clocks are ticking backwards
Losing time all the time
Losing time and losing you
3-11-2
II
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LEF
is always drawing, usually subversively and unexpectedly in public places, makes films, likes sounds, also writes things, lots.....
* 'Medical' terms have been stolen and often used here for my own distorted purposes to try and explain my own experiences.
I am not a doctor and this blog is not a diagnosis!
Despite attempts over the last few years, no medical diagnosis of my fatigue has been made. As for mental health issues, the new name Bipolar Disorder is now the medically correct term - so I claim ownership of the name "Manic Depression" and make no apologies for using it to describe my states of mind.
Perhaps I am just incurably artistic... and I seek no remedy!
*LEF
Pieces of perception poetry from 1999 onwards that are far more expressive posted here than left for any longer in the bottom of that cardboard box! Life is too short to keep the box shut - no matter what comes out.
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LEF
is always drawing, usually subversively and unexpectedly in public places, makes films, likes sounds, also writes things, lots.....
Perception Poetry
Multifaceted-eyes
attempts to archive a selected spectrum of works that are far more expressive being in here than in the bottom of a cardboard box!
Why was ten years of writing hidden in a box? Read the Story - Comments are welcome ....or sign the guest book
Confused? The chronology of posts is out of order, blogging from old pieces of writing - to see it sorted by the year it was written - click below on Facets: 1999 - onwards, or refer to the list of all the writing on this blog.
attempts to archive a selected spectrum of works that are far more expressive being in here than in the bottom of a cardboard box!
Why was ten years of writing hidden in a box? Read the Story - Comments are welcome ....or sign the guest book
Confused? The chronology of posts is out of order, blogging from old pieces of writing - to see it sorted by the year it was written - click below on Facets: 1999 - onwards, or refer to the list of all the writing on this blog.
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* 'Medical' terms have been stolen and often used here for my own distorted purposes to try and explain my own experiences.
I am not a doctor and this blog is not a diagnosis!
Despite attempts over the last few years, no medical diagnosis of my fatigue has been made. As for mental health issues, the new name Bipolar Disorder is now the medically correct term - so I claim ownership of the name "Manic Depression" and make no apologies for using it to describe my states of mind.
Perhaps I am just incurably artistic... and I seek no remedy!
*LEF
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