This year’s mind

This year’s mind Comatose The self-delusive heart Dying on a page From overdose Of love, Hands washed In others’ wounds Fingerpaints, red To blacken the shiny night Dripping on our flesh Share nature’s bed This year’s mind oblivious The dirt under the nails Mainly shed skin Sleep, says Morpheus Dream now Eyes sewn shut Eyeballs Read More …

The act of dissonance

I’ve been thinking a lot about Aesop’s fox and the grapes lately. Isn’t it fascinating that this simple story explains the most complicated type of psychology? My current cognitive dissonance has been robbing my sleep, stealing my appetite and is gradually pulling me towards indifference. The apple surely tastes good, but what is it that Read More …