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by naveen srivatsav
by naveen srivatsav
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A poem inspired by meditating on asemic art, which is “a wordless open semantic style of writing which often appears as abstract or illegible writing.”
what will the collapse look like?
will the ground finally give way
and devour us in its cosmic maw?
Wrote a quick poem to congratulate a friend for successfully defending his PhD thesis.
Why do they say you fall in love?
As if you just happen to stumble into a void, no doubt lured to the edge by some trick of the light that catches your eye, or so it seems at least.
A couplet in three lines.
I consider myself a perfectionist. At face value, that is something to be proud of — to take pride in your work. But there are always hidden implications, and honestly these are extremely fatiguing. I needed a cure for all the second-guessing. And then I found not one, but three.
I chase a leaf blowing in the wind, a stray page from the land of lost endings. It sings an alto melancholy, of melodies that will never come into being.
One tale in particular beckons to me, with the easy charm of an old friend. It promises a timeless story, the only ending with no end.