Poems from namjad
This moment is fleeting
I keep thinking about how I'll miss my brother once I leave for school again
forgetting that the little time I do...
Oh money, how I love you, how I worship your crinkly verdure, your crispy capitalism, your innocuous presence. Why then, did I forget to go...
I don’t know what to think. All the words are here but I just have to reassemble them. They keep moving all around me so it’s find it hard...
I await the benevolence.
No rebellion to be found here, nor even a challenge
just a confounded nomad seeking serenity.
I hope we'll all one...
While you were busy resurrecting instances of critical synthesis the head nurse beat you to the sliver of hope, rinsed it out and out...