LIV: Another Block

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Whatever happened that lead to my confinement at the hospital for almost 2 weeks, there is a bright side to it: I was on a writing spree; my brain was continuously flowing all the prose and poetry, whether it’s long or short, and whether it’s about professional wrestling or something personal.

I have never been this active since 2009, and I have been riding the Internet as a pseudo-anonymous writer for 11 years. And I am glad I am still allowed to use a laptop and phone to communicate with my friends and family and, of course, blog the hell out.

And now that I am back at my home, the first thing I did was open the laptop and then my Q10 writing app. I wrote a few outlines about what happened at WrestleMania 35 and the Raw show after that, then took a water break, and went back in front of the screen. And that’s what I only did after that: staring at the screen, the cursor blinking, waiting for me to type the next word.

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Breathe I

2 seconds to gather air
face crunched, in its weirdest
the worry, you should not care
with oxygen, fearless

5 seconds to release air
the mouth in its clearance
catalysts of your nightmares
collected this instance

2 seconds to gather air
nevermind judging stares
the worry, you must not care
all throbbing thoughts laid bare

5 seconds to release air
soothe the panic away
our hope will become the flare
we’ll make the world not grey  Ω

Facing/Avoiding

The brain tells to avoid
and the universe reminds
patience almost destroyed
the nth time that I resigned

What if I take action
because we live only once
or prepare for extraction
so I’ll not look like a dunce

One more heavy deep breath
should I stay or should I go
doubt creeping like he’s Death
final decision is no

The brain tells to avoid
and the universe reminds
into the crowd I joined
the action I leave behind Ω