This poem collection explores the deep emotional landscape of longing, loneliness, and nostalgia. The speaker yearns for connection, expressing vulnerability through vivid imagery and intimate reflections. They juxtapose personal memories with the desolation of empty spaces, symbolized by the abandoned Pizza Hut. Ultimately, it captures the complexity of relationships and the haunting remnants of love lost.
Author: Anonymous
“Today, I do not even dare to reproach myself. Shouted into this empty day, it would have a disgusting echo.” — Franz Kafka, “The Diaries of Franz Kafka”
Now I Know What Loneliness Is, I Think: A Poem Collection
Something on My Heart
I’m ineloquent and not intelligent but I want a kiss and a warmth to enter me and colour me
dark dark red
I am you but
you are better of course,
And please please can you look up
because I have something on my heart
Here, look
My room
My brain
is as desolate as that abandoned Pizza Hut,
by Ilse’s house,
You know?
Oh I am sorry for speaking and for being
something other than a ghost—
Excuse me!
But yeah,
My heart.
If you unfold and unfold and look here and there and peek,
maybe you can see? Really, I promise there is something there! Oh don’t look the other way,
please,
I am trying really hard, and things have meaning
to me
It Has Been Quiet, Lately
On my nails there is red, chipped nail polish,
and my tooth is still chipped,
from that time we were playing, and
we don’t play anymore,
but my lonely words still echo in your
forever-messy room
now empty of youth
I treasure traces of a long-lost you,
a chipped tooth (now fixed, but still dented),
and a blurry picture
The Trees Are Dying,
and so am I and
I wonder how hard
that leaf I saw fall
was trying to hold on
to the branch it sat on
