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I HAVE LET IT ALL GO

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A mind like an abandoned factory
A field from which you can hear birds
A blank yellow pad
An empty shell on the beach
A floating seed above the sea

This is how I operate
on a good day
on a bright day
on a clear day;

weightless
and joyful
-a nitrogen balloon.

I wander between
voids filled with
industrial noise

as a ghost from childhood
always there
and never
but

calmly tucked
into a soothing respite like

wind chimes
beyond the freeway or

a dark bedroom window.

I have let it all go.

I am a quiet place now.


This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged love, person, empty, dreamer on March
22, 2024 by Hernan J Monzon.


MOMENT

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No matter how fast
you can’t catch it.

No matter how strong
you can’t lift it.

You can’t bottle it
You can’t measure it.

You can’t change it
and you can’t fix it.

But you can hold it
as long as you want to.

Some people
never let it go.

Like me.

So many times I
could have done it
differently.

So many moments
that I never left.


This entry was posted in Poetry, Writing and tagged art, life, mental health,
regret, thought on March 8, 2024 by Hernan J Monzon.


THINGS AND PEOPLE AND PETS

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It catches up to you
over time
-the accumulation of things and people
and pets.

It just happens.
They spring up out of nowhere
like dirty habits
and Walmarts.

When you eventually own a home
some kids would be running around it.
They might even be yours.

No, you don’t know their names.
That’s what your wife was for
(Martha, wasn’t it?).

There may be a cat sauntering about
‘OMG THERE’S A FUCKING CAT!!’
‘We’ve had Buster for ten years.’ Your wife (Martha?) would say.

You look in the driveway.
There used to be one car.
Now there’s four.
Why do we need so many cars?

Why does the fridge have a screen
and the gerbil an Instagram account?

All these questions need answers!
And problems solutions!
But you don’t get solutions
even when you pay for them.
You only get more problems.

Things start to move too fast.
It becomes disorientating.
debilitating.

Suddenly you’re a tortoise
without a shell and it may
be best to hide in the basement
until this all blows over

in twenty years.

This entry was posted in short fiction and tagged comedy, humanity, life, mental
health, people on December 6, 2023 by Hernan J Monzon.


INTROSPECTION

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The head sinks
and disappears
between the shoulders.

The mind recedes into
a dark empty garage.

The hands freeze into fists
involuntarily and
legs threaten to abandon
the body.

The world becomes
all concrete and clowns.

Where is peace?
Where is your soul
but at home?

Just remember that
after you close and lock
the front door

shutter all the windows
pull down
the shades.

After you dim the lights
turn off the television
the radio and
close your eyes
upon the world
and yourself in it:

people
places
things

they never truly stop
bothering you.

Even when you’re alone.

Especially when you’re alone.

The door never fully
closes.

It all gets in
somehow
and stays there.

Lingering
across time and space

like dust in sunlight.

This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged life, mental health, people on
November 25, 2023 by Hernan J Monzon.


LOVE IN YOUR HEART

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A rusted tractor in a forest.

A faded plastic toy
on a stranger’s lawn.

A twisted bicycle frame in a creek.
A kite in a tree.
A rose pedal in the sewer.

Love in your heart.

This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged fear, love, mental health,
relationships on July 29, 2023 by Hernan J Monzon.


THE GREAT UPENDING

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When it breathes
upon your window
and smiles

When it strolls in
through the unlocked
patio door
between the curtains
like a breeze
like breath

When it comes
walking barefoot
towards your bedroom

When it crawls
between the sheets
and settles in

When it takes
your hand
like the hand of a child

and it whispers
in your ear

What do you know
about anything
at all now?

The moment
it becomes
a living thing
breathing all over you

Your soul
suddenly
a piece of glass
falling
into a great black sea

Unexpected
it arrives
as a storm
at your window
a hound
at your door
a stranger
in your bed

The moment
that everything
changes

that you never saw
coming

This entry was posted in Writing and tagged death, fate, Horror, life, mental
health, tragedy on January 21, 2023 by Hernan J Monzon.


DAYDREAMER

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Daydreamer
with my eyes up to the sky
slowly slipping away
from the earth
when the pull
becomes too much.

This anti-gravity
gravity
gently tugging me
out from the room
up through the window
and into the clouds.

Weightless,
untethered,
I fall upwards
enveloped in blue.

Carefree;
I have become
so far away
-a ghost from a childhood story
living above the rain.

No time.
No fear.
No regret.

I’m never coming back
down
to this place.

At times
old,
webbed,
dead.

A vacant lot.
An abandoned garage.

This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged alone, depression, dream, mental
health, sadness on January 14, 2023 by Hernan J Monzon.


I AM

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I float along
as a seed in the wind
a cloud in the night
a dream in the mind of a child
floats.

I am alone
fading into silence
a flash of light
in the darkness
a blast from a trumpet
a circus
a rocket
a riot.

I am
a drop of rain
on a weathered stone
an eye
through a keyhole
a wick in the candle
a gamble.

I am a face
in the window
a ghost
in the attic
a breeze
from the cellar
a bridge
and a river.

I am a saviour
a strangler
a stranger.

I am
the lifting of the curtain
the elucidation
the burden.

I am
the last bedroom light on
in the house
in this neighbourhood
in this world.

I am this world.

This entry was posted in Poetry, Writing and tagged apocalypse, humanity, life,
mental health, perception on January 5, 2023 by Hernan J Monzon.


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IN DEFIANCE OF EVERYTHING

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My cat just lies there
as the mice run free and wild
copulating all over the lawn
as the birds fly into the windows
and throughout all the rooms
with an air of casual ease
and the dogs knock down the fences
shit on the deck
and light cigars.

My cat just lies there
as the pool pump is broken
the finances are in ruins
the shed is on fire
and the vacuum salesman is back.

My cat just lies there
as the rich eat the poor
as machines eat the planet
as the forests burn
from Asia to LA
and democracies crumble
like wet sand through hungry fingers.

My cat just lies there
as I grapple with
the five year plan
the taxman
the diet
the front door
-the weight of
being human

Now
my cat and I
are both lying there
on the floor
on our backs
on a sunlit patch of linoleum
together
in defiance of everything.

My cat Knowing that the
secret to existence
and endurance
is a fine meal
and some good rest.

And perhaps
forgetting everything else
for a little while.

This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged comedy, enlightenment, life, mental
health, nature, philosophy, society, world issues on August 27, 2022 by Hernan J
Monzon.


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