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Wednesday, December 28, 2022

The Mirror's Gaze

 
 Tyler Zaremba and Pal 
—Poetry by Tyler Zaremba, Central Texas
—Photos Courtesy of Public Domain
 

  
pacing by
a solar flare
gripping myself
I turn back
Undiagnosed.

* * *

depression is better except
for the depression
nothing is better—except nothing

* * *

escape your mind
claw inside yourself
to freedom:
imprisoned with a crimson crown
 
 
 
 

 
gut-wrenching emptiness
with unattainable goals
—the mirror’s gaze

* * *

what I discovered today
about tomorrow
would’ve made me happier
yesterday

* * *

aging cat’s eyes close
empty energy keeps me awake
who will go first?
 
 
 


 
mask after mask
dusk after dusk
another beautiful leaf
dies

* * *

insomnia in a separate bed
with cold hands and somber eyes
distantly a dog barks

* * *

my tears fall
thinking why
I did not cry
when they found him
 
 
 
 


Coalesced futility.
Weep for the potential of what could have been
As the world dims from what I’ve become.

* * *

Their sanity questioned
By petrified psychosis
Nailed upright

* * *

Prison bars made from sunrise and sunset.
Neverendingly finite.
Is each moment a key to freedom or another unbearable cell?
I’ll never know.

___________________

Today’s LittleNip:

I ran out of coffee
and am too depressed
for suicide.

—Tyler Zaremba

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Welcome to the Kitchen to newcomer Tyler Zaremba! Tyler lives in Central Texas as a human and works as an attorney. He enjoys micro poetry, metal music, and wildflowers. Again, welcome, Tyler, and don’t be a stranger!

Tyler’s poems are a little dark, but, well, we’ve all been there…

__________________

—Medusa

 
 
Tyler Zaremba



 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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