Kayfucius

A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity

So what if my writing sometimes refuses to go any deeper than surface level and touch all the raw, sore spots, the gaping wounds, imprinted onto me by the egopinions of everyone but myself? Maybe I’m just tired of pain, and the remains of my own ego seek to shield me from the traumas of …

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How’s life? I don’t really know, I – Can I get back to you on that? I’ve been writing about it in my mind of what it is, what it could be, what it has been and there are vast imbalances between its scales. But this story isn’t done yet so I just keep writing …

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Being of light that appeals to the lucidity of my dreams came to me the other night and said the world needs to know your story… Funny, the other night I couldn’t even remember – When I woke up grasping at twilight’s fading straws; But today, it was clear as the bell ringing my subconscious …

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Can’t be my own person by your perspective standards I’m too weak, too naïve, too unoriginal to think for myself. It’s only when I disagree with you that I’m wrong, such contradiction – you disagree with who I am and feel justified in doing so… When will we learn that double standards do not equate …

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In all honesty,I can’t handlemy liquor – Even in pure consciousnessas clouded understandinggrows thicker… There are no meatballsin these forecasts;Even substantial chunks of logichaul themselves upat half-mast. Laughter resonates,fuel for thought pilotsof hopeless bombast. Free as finality,so they say,free at last,bright as the day. And I… Release allthat’s not worthwhile – even admittedly, I smilemuch …

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When the world’s all wobbly,life seems on an even keel – But that’s only when logic’snot a high factor,and I’m operating by feel. I wonder if rumor even winewill be my downfall;Because after multiple shotsand glasses,I’m pleasantly numb… It’s hard to answer the call(s)of obligationand happenstanceas theyoccur to the dumb. Yet, I succumb, and…I think …

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