Natura morta con tralcio di fiori - Mario Nuzzi

Always Gone

Chest enclosed
heart about to explode
please don't leave again
you've already left
I know it's not the way I think of it
but I can't help but think of it that way
I know you care about me
so why are you so far?

Why does my heart want you so
knowing you are too soon to leave
knowing I will be left with tears
and memories once lived now gone.
Through the darkness of it all
it was worth it
you are worth the pain of seeing you leave
because at least I got to see you

Why does my heart whisper
your name into the wind,
when all it does is travel the other way?
Why do you torture me so
with words of brilliance
only to be left behind
with the hands of time?

Weakening Strength

I’m weak and tired,
shaky and damaged.
Why does strength make me
weak?
Why every time I stand strong
do I shake and inside,
turn meek?
Strength rips off my flesh
and tears my insides
so the timid, helpless child
can no longer hide—
No longer hide
the tears, the screams
the slashing, the gashing,
the moaning the pain,
the ashes, the crashes,
the rain, no gain.
Strength grabs me, it stabs me
and sets me afire;
it slaps me, it snaps me,
running me down
to the mud and the mire.
I walk proudly
as strength kills me from the
inside out.
I scream and shout
but my pain reaches not one ear
while I fall and shake,
cry and break;
yelling for something to save
me,
for strength to stop raping me
and killing me
with every breath I take.

Message

Upon a mailbox
I did stumble
And all that I wished
Was to leave a message
Perfect, like they were.
This is what I left:

I want to leave a message
Something Beautiful
And touching
Yet witty
And humorous
Intelligent
But not pretentious...

I guess this will work

I love you.
That is all.

Portrait of Heinrich George - Otto Dix

France’s court of auditors on November 6 released a report on security at the Louvre accusing the Paris museum of prioritizing “visible and attractive” projects over upgrades to security. https://t.co/6wzvBq3r0u

There and back

It was the ride of a lifetime
That turned around so much
Here off to leave the place we slept
To fight the world and such

We left everything but the sky
In our hearts it stayed tight
By love it stood alone that time
To us it only felt right

The tire blew up before some time
The distance fell short that day
Under the stars’ night we thought that
We had not picked a way

Together we ran forever to stay
And to be with each other
Every city had a small town
All towns looked like another

The road kept us bumping around
Holding on for our love
The way got rough and hard and tough
Hardly with heads above

The road came to a stopping point
Waiting for life to live
Our place is here the time is now
To stop running from time

Asprey Studio is thrilled to announce its participation in Art Basel Miami Beach ( @ArtBasel ), from 3 to 7 December 2025, with a digital and physical presentation of new works by Italian artist Andrea Chiampo (Andrea_Chiampo ) and Ethiopian artist collective Yatreda, led by https://t.co/r9IgB0heDY

Brandon...Th e Guy I never knew

I lost someone so close to me

He left me oh so rapidly

Why Couldn't I been there to see

By my side is where he ought to be

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Hey diddle diddle, hes on the fiddle

Hey diddle diddle,
the Cats on the fiddle,
that Cow must be wired to the moon.
The little Dog barfed,
as we all had fun
and the Dish got clubbed with a Spoon...

ali-p 2003