.. I feel hollow. Even as I turn to silent prayer. I know this ain't healthy, to live in a fetid shit heap. I find myself finding old scraps I keep, emotions kept dormant. I'm stuck at a crossroad unsure of where to follow. For my guide has let himself die. Since reborn in near-distant [...]
Author: mkauser
Doctoral researcher looking into inter-connected lifeworlds and the continuation of inequalities. Those deep-seated, historical traumas and injustices that are woven more subtely here in the Imperial Metropole of the UK.
New plan.
I'm losing the will to live a little. This whole target of trying to write a post a day is constantly leaving me cranky and moody every night. I will no doubt have to cease with the endless poetry and begin being more productive, particularly in regards to reading and writing things of worth. By [...]
Dry death.
Days run on untold, Drawn from an unknown source, Derelict of divine recourse, Devoid of meaning save one of perpetual course, Daily distanced through downing deeper doses, Does this story end in being a winner? Though Destination can only be constant loss.
No contact, No connection.
It's hard to want you, To not seek and search for you, Our interconnectivity makes it hard to break free, Its harder still when I feel I need you, I yearn for your responses and parts, Your wise lines, Your advice. But I'm slowly getting better, Though times make it difficult, To need your advice [...]
An Unconventional Love Story – Part I (working title)
argh! fuck fuck fuck, what the hell? What's happening? I think I'm going to be sick. I feel like I'm in a dream, but I know I'm not. Huh. So he came. I guess curiosity will kill this cat - Zack. She's there. I was right. Hunch paid off. Cool, cool, cool.............. She's still so [...]
A Gentle Lingering
A Gentle Lingering Your gentle words make me cry, But there's no-one here to dry these eyes, Your gentle hands type their byes, But aren't here to quieten my sighs. Your gentle words make me cry, But your not here to dry my eyes. You didn't have to be a mess, I didn't have to [...]
Goodbye
You were a drug That I had to quit A link to a life That couldn't exist. A lifeline that ceased to function fine A sickening habit, mentally making me laugh and cry, As I exorcise myself of our shared hopes, My rotten box of dreams Still exists True strength and paths can only be [...]
Type. Type, type type, type, type, type, down here I sit, down here I write. I wonder if I'll get to talk to you tonight? I'm getting better, I'm fighting fitter, as I sit to re-paint our shared grey-green picture. The blue-sky still eludes me, For I can't get out of my duvet, acceptance has [...]
Intertwined Pasts
You were without what I felt within. Strangled with two voices, Never quite belonging A host for many masks Perplexed with perceptions I could never surpass That you could never rehearse Our demise an event for the Many's pasts, For the Few's never-ending tales of morales.
Implosion of Love
My love for you rages with the strength of a thousand burning suns. But all suns are acutely aware of their own mortality, life span + The destruction that will ensue in it's wake. Once the universal light switch is flicked off. I always see you in profile many half-faces so many expressions, emotions + [...]
Mariam Kauser 