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Zywa Aug 2019
The deer is close by,

it breathes and looks, motionless –

I feel being seen.
"Dat het dier je zag" ("That the animal saw you", 2019, Marjoleine de Vos)

Collection "Inmost"
Zywa Apr 2022
The dogs romp about,


their masters prefer to look --


any other way.
Collection "The drama"
Zywa Mar 2022
I'm out of the bath,

the night wind dries me, somewhere --


a laughing squirrel.
"bewegingslijnen" - 9 ("motion lines" - 9, 2017, Rozalie Hirs)

Collection "Skin-contact"
Zywa Jan 2022
I am not hiding

behind what they think they know --


about me, am I?
"Außer sich" ("Beside Myself", 2017, Sasha Marianna Salzmann)

Collection "Ya, a tightrope walk"
Zywa Dec 2021
We wanted to say

so much, we told everything --


with our eyes only.
Collection "More"
Zywa Dec 2021
Here, please take my hand,

and feel the silky wrinkles --


which you may caress.
Collection "I am"
Kewayne Wadley Nov 2021
It's been so many nights
I've scrolled down my contact list
& Highlighted your name.
So many nights you've crossed
My mind and never left.
Wherever you call home
Wherever I call home.
Places I thought we'd never go
Desperate finding our way back.
You're name a direct reflection
Of the sun,
My finger an eclipse.
Unknown to the philosophers
And professors who study science.
It's been so many nights
I've scrolled down my contact list
& Your name has shone bright
Like some shooting star
Searching for something it's lost.
Knowing our history
You'd have to be there to have
Seen it.
Without first contact,
I miss you every time
Nat Aug 2021
Playful smears of ink
And all that they imply
Rubbed across the page
To tease the naked eye
Zywa Aug 2021
PAN PAN  Come closer
without secondary objects
of illness and dying

Do not waste time
read my face
not my unusual skull

The sun shines, I breathe just like you
Feel free to touch me, I am
not a shadow behind the threshold
of memories

We can be together these hours
without the fatal snake venom
overgrowing our relationship

There is so much
that I want to hear from you and
that you don't know of me

Be as carnal as you can be
Answer my body language
caress the painful spots and
put your soul in me for a moment
For Maria Godschalk #121

Eurydice

A person's (deadly) illness is not his identity

"Portrait de la jeune fille en feu" ("Portrait of a Lady on Fire", 2019, Céline Sciamma)

"PAN-PAN, PAN-PAN, PAN-PAN" is the request for help (no emergency)

Collection "On living on"
Zywa Aug 2021
I want to exist,

please look at me, sympathise --


and feel who I am.
For Maria Godschalk #125

The closing song of "Tommy" (1969, The Who), "We're not gonna take it", ends with the exclamation "See me, feel me, / touch me, heal me"

Collection "On living on"
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