Regret, or: More often

A rispetto I often relive my mistakes. I often sense life has no point. I often think I'm being too fake. No one's left for me to disappoint. I often curse under my breath. I often imagine my death. I often feel I'm not worth shit. More often than I'd like to admit.

Easily, or: Dizzily

My 2nd triolet I too oft repeat myself - when I get excited Getting myself carried away - far too easily Even interrupting - totally(!) uninvited I too oft repeat myself - when I get excited Thus making friendly chats awkwardly one-sided Watch conversation partners shaking heads (dizzily) I too oft repeat myself - when… Continue reading Easily, or: Dizzily

Cleverness, or: Meaningfulness

A dribble cleverness has fewer letters than meaningfulness \\ comes more readily \\ I lean upon it like a crutch \\ looks like I am running The dribble The dribble is a brief poem consisting of exactly 100 letters (not 100 characters—spaces and punctuation are not counted). The name of the dribble is derived from… Continue reading Cleverness, or: Meaningfulness

Perfectionism, or: Poetry

A tricube best viewed on blog (not WP reader) I know, I know, I know, I know, I live, knowing perfection is merely illusion; still, I must write just so Tricube rules: Each line contains three syllables.Each stanza contains three lines.Each poem contains three stanzas.