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Oh great people, great healthy people

Oh great people, great healthy people with bosoms abulge and necks like reeds I want to like the fire of empathy that burns on your cheeks I want to write in the wake of your perfect gait I want to abide your teeth, carnivorous and straight I want to bury my envy at your feet, ...

16 April, 2018

Kamiel Choi

faith, health, pain

Poetry

the echo that defines the abyss

I wake up at one thirty then I forget to eat and and fight myself the evenings are prettiest: I drink and watch hero movies in which heroes follow a direction

8 August, 2017

Kamiel Choi

abyss, boredom, depression, pain

Poetry

Toothache :)

I want to write an ugly poem about it that is fully artificial a temporary edifice in broken verse I want to reinvent every word to prey and rape the makers of my pain I want to kill the little man who reads the pain to me turn off his sound and wait and see ...

30 July, 2017

Kamiel Choi

pain, poetry, toothache

Poetry

do you know a name? (parental guidance advised)

every Monday i wake up with with a pain that i am not allowed to call pain some subconsciousness has conspired to destroy whatever vital ambition i hate this fucking show but i am not allowed to turn it off week by week my life is rotting away i have lost all interest and inspiration ...

17 July, 2017

Kamiel Choi

ambition, depression, pain

Poetry

real hypochondria

I created this illness together with histamines and B lymphocytes to you, I imagine the pain worse: you nod and I recoil I have no heavens to curse and shallow is the temptation of the soil

15 July, 2017

Kamiel Choi

death, hypochondria, illness, pain

Poetry

Ceci n’est pas un poème déprimé

The hatred of my hatred vindicates me: I am still a consciousness in and of the world, death foreshadowing in all of its tissues My body tortures itself I must watch, I watch pain is no measure as my spirit is gone this is not suffering: I am an automaton I don't want to wait ...

25 June, 2017

Kamiel Choi

body, consciousness, depression, pain

Poetry

Cum granu salis

There is the commitment of a slow suicide inside my mouth flaring nerve tissue makes me a beast of seconds foregone my extravanganza, the wordsome Walpurgnis Night of wild hue candelabras burning into the popliteal intimacy of progress - relinquished Swearing and sweltering I lock myself in debasement reddish eyes sore at glaring screens a ...

2 May, 2017

Kamiel Choi

decay, pain, salt, sarcasm, toothache

Poetry

Pain and its absence

great health is like the fullness of a symphony orchestra playing a great ballooning crescendo as if in the next moment it could devour the maestro but still play on can you, if you are in great health, feel this absence of pain and would it be like a silence, an deadly empty musical score? ...

13 April, 2017

Kamiel Choi

absence, orchestra, pain, silence, toothache

Poetry

April 22. La Paz.

La Paz. It is cold indeed and the bus driver halts for me so I can take my jacket out of the luggage compartment. The old orange one that has served in Russia earlier on the road. The arrival in La Paz is spectacular and comfortable. A modern bus terminal right in the center, plenty ...

9 May, 2009

Kamiel Choi

La Paz, lonely planet, pain, religion

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