Kefi Sehnsucht
a passion frenzy of unfounded nostalgia

  • Inner Beauty

    like flowers resting between pages of a story left unread
    unforgotten
    by time

    alone.
  • the writer

    In whispered tales of fake-believe,
    She painted life a picture
    Of whos and whats
    And in-betweens.
  • Turn Them Shits Up

    Volume displaces things. 
    So, I turn up the music and close my eyes.
    Shift this cardboard and conundrums maze inside.
    Twist, shout, and shake about,
    but in that nonchalant way
    which feels like progress and not destruction
    --another distraction--a fresh infraction--a further retraction--redletter redaction--of life and self,
    until all that's left is what lies between here
    and the nearest way out.