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- blinded by the dawn
in the midst of
the blinding light
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- a long awaited dawn
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do not turn your
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back to the numbing past
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for the stare of dark
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hides a longing hand
Todor Vlaev
Apr 5
- empty matter
afraid
I am not
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letting any new
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residents in
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my
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lonesome dwelling
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yet precisely then
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your presence
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is
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unsurmountable
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for how long
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still
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will you be
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embodied by emptiness?
Todor Vlaev
Apr 5
- thermal imprint
the commitment we shared
could only be compared
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to lipstick on
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a cigarette butt
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the post-mortem -
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dirt
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under the fingernails
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of the deceased lover
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remembrance was not part of the deal
Todor Vlaev
Mar 27
- vultures
plucking impersonally
from the very fabric that
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makes us
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vultures of the flesh that is not –
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let us be
Todor Vlaev
Mar 17
# innocent until proven guilty
you don’t know me, right?
but I’m gonna gift you with
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every last bit of genuinity
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until I know better and don’t
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we all love it when there is no
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need to hold back and protect
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every crack the edge could slide in
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and rip a person apart like an oyster
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to the gluttonous self-righteous
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demeanor of takers
Todor Vlaev
Mar 11
# a ghost story
the impossible construct of ‘her’
is sitting in the room with me again
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what’s with the carnival of
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ghosts who never lived?
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high on the sweet nectar of
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immaterial punishment I
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choke and consume more
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shove and weep further as my
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ribcage is gently crushing
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under the pressure of my own
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stillness
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darling, you are as real as beliefs
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honey, you are as palpable as death
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babe, you are as true as I will ever be
Todor Vlaev
Mar 6
# Sharing
It’s only possible to
Overshare with strangers
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They don’t have the
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Baggage of you
Todor Vlaev
Feb 17
# it’s only due
Dear, you tell me how eternal love dies in daily life. time has made me cry without emotion stone face shattered heart but standing body…
how I wish it would crush me thoroughly. It’s only due
Todor Vlaev
Jan 28
# day in, day out
Flat bipolar mood. But, oh, what day is it gonna be? A morning Russian roulette on medication and pills Hitting my nose this smell of body…
but no life the scent of resignation sneaky alcoholic burn in the gastrointestinal tract Grabbed the case and tossed out a couple of round ones popped them in my mouth and drowned it all up with a serious gulp of Jack After all the last time I asked myself what could possibly go wrong I ended up in a hospital Hateful stingy bite but it’s not what cracks me up it’s this fucking numb expression staring through me from a cupboard reflection I swear to God, I’m gonna smack you Right after I sit…
Todor Vlaev
Jan 23
# Lost
ruins in the myst
of a sickened consciousness
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trip the feeble walker
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no mind nor God
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will save this man
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from his aimless stride
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towards home
Todor Vlaev
Jan 4
# Useless
utility is zero
the words are inner
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unheard and unspoken
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but nevertheless said
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and resounding
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you and I exist
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not in time but emotion
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in motion but still
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I stole every image
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and placed them in frames
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of moving pictures
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You will fade like the
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ink of an old photograph
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but not nearly fast enough
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to forget
Todor Vlaev
Dec 30, 2015
# Wound
the stinky
little wound
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rotten brown
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around the edge
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it stings you
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like an intricate
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brooch pinned
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right through
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the heart
Todor Vlaev
Dec 25, 2015
# After-work
as the day fades
and time sifts through our fingers
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the dread in us slips in
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the void of work lingers
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lose your life, lose your time
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whoever you were this isn’t your prime
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take a hit and forget the day
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forgive yourself and go away
Todor Vlaev
Dec 20, 2015
# Christmas
I could receive it
wrapped up in a small
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cardboard box
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your love that I
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always asked for
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Christmas
Todor Vlaev
Dec 12, 2015
# Pillow
A dear friend
used to say that I
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should look for
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something more
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than just a pillow
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and I did find one
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and she was smart but
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I ended up spending
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more time with
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my pillow and
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lost hope
Todor Vlaev
Dec 1, 2015
# Letting go
if anyone would
really truly
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understand the
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consequences, implications, impact and
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harm done
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to one another
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they would never
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be able to
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LET GO
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instead we
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ignore others
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dillute, rationalize, marginalize
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our own failures
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… and their pain
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so we can
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COPE
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with our rotten, dirty, guilty
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selves
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Ever wondered
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why men
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seek FORGIVENESS?
Todor Vlaev
Dec 1, 2015
# minimalism
‘Living with debt
is being a slave’
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I get furious listening
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to this arrogant young bastard
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as he thinks he could possibly
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own anything -
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a patch of land, his car,
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iPhone on a monthly payment
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life on a daily fee
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Screw that!
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Even our characters are not ours
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ask an innocent from Guantanamo Bay
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survivors of torture
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victims of war in Africa
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Pour me some and listen,
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Mate,
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the only worthwhile use of
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overdraft is on this
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sweetie pie’s heart
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over there at the bar
Todor Vlaev
Nov 26, 2015
#Shallow man
you come across as a
surface
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flat, beautiful and smooth
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the gorilla glass of
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characters
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in the deepest of oceans
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you float and fling
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but do not submerge
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I envy the lightness
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of your feelings and
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the void of your mind
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I am glad there is
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no better nor worse but
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just different
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souls on earth
Todor Vlaev
Nov 19, 2015
* * *
I’ve been living like a goner
for a long time now
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today I saw a
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genuine smile
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and my eyes filled with
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tears of joy
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for him and that moment
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full of hope
Todor Vlaev
Nov 19, 2015
# Maybe tomorrow
Sliding gently
down the tilted metallic rooftop
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‘I’ll place it here.’
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he thought
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and clumsily leaned
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the pistol against the edge
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of the rain gutter
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Peace and clearance
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invaded his lungs
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through the chilly air
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challenging his conviction
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The sun is about to rise
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as the morning unravels
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‘How free you are
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when everyone’s asleep.’
Todor Vlaev
Oct 30, 2015
# You strike me while I sleep
enveloped by the summer heat
this hug of wind is warmth and comfort
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you felt her and not the least
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doubted she was near
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then again you wake up in your sheets
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startled
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guilty of the dream
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disgusted by your longing
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a squeezed through clenching teeth
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“all that’s left is nothing”
Todor Vlaev
Oct 28, 2015
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