Category Archives: armed loneliness

Callow mind

Know that I can feel your pain now. Know that I cannot do any for you. Know that you have a callow mind. Your words were too often ignorant and lacked empathy and insight in others emotional lives. I don’t … Continue reading

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The Road

              I guess everyone has their own tragedy to live with. It’s always trivial and personal and hardly visible to others. But it’s utterly sore if any by mistake touch it. (Must know it … Continue reading

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About relationships

          He always thought it was all about him and for a sensitive ego that’s surely hard. He meant she caused them the conflicts and he responded by refuse to talk to her and go to … Continue reading

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Sister, you made me shiver!

          “Sister”, you grabbed me by the throat and you ripped the buttons of my coat and you really made me shiver and choke. And then you craved to come intimate and have me like your … Continue reading

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Once we were young and pretty

Once we were young and pretty, but now we’re old and what then rose high and proudly is now grey and dried, low and slow and life has become a struggle with our bodies failures. Although we have lost the … Continue reading

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I think of my latest lover

                    The year 1971 I was 22, slim and cute and clever and lonely. Now I’m 67 and I’m not slim and cute, maybe clever, surely lonely. And I think of … Continue reading

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Giving sadness a room

            Sadness constantly dwells with me – never seems to leave me. But fought, it sucks up the air and lower my mobility. Maybe I should give sadness a space – a blue room of … Continue reading

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A random song heard on the radio

          All what it takes to get your armor “I’m doing well”-impression to fall into pieces is a random song sudden heard on the radio or TV – and a wound you had forgotten about starts … Continue reading

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Ensamheten är beväpnad med kulsprutor

Loneliness is armed with machine guns! (in English below the Swedish text)       Ensamheten är beväpnad med kulsprutor! Efter att långan tid varit beväpnad måste du tala med omsorg, så att du inte avsiktslöst skjuter nå’n. Alltsomoftast skjuter du … Continue reading

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The story of the man at the pier

I’m a man of fire and ashes. Every day is new, I know – but it all feels like repeats. I try to walk straight, but constantly stumbles on my feet. Time and time again and all my life I’ve … Continue reading

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