Mem : Writing

contemporary sinner's confession

contemporary sinner's confession

A Poem by Mem


And these children that you spit on as they try to change their worlds; are immune to your consultations, they're quite aware of what they're going th..
disorganized speech and thinking

disorganized speech and thinking

A Poem by Mem


they all passed awaythose colourful and those who were greysometimes they stood there with eyes on my chestthose who turned on heel and those made the..
adverts special entertainment II

adverts special entertainment II

A Poem by Mem


buying = selling your confidence, rejecting = accepting things the way they are. keep that in mind.multiply my divisibilitya glass, its sound always t..
adverts special entertainment

adverts special entertainment

A Poem by Mem


you cannot be sure you'll die. you don't know where you are now, where will you be and where were you, maybe it's your own delusion. you can be certai..
your country's kiss of death

your country's kiss of death

A Poem by Mem


no one sings prettier about a paradise than people who live therestart looking for something worth a sinbefore this sin finds you naked and blindcampi..
our kampf

our kampf

A Poem by Mem


i wake up. every single morning in another way and my sweat seems to be different, my second body fancy sleeping different, dreaming about something e..
Mersault's kind of soul

Mersault's kind of soul

A Poem by Mem


i don't know how muchand what you desiredyou've never talked enoughor maybe i've never triedto listen to you weeping quietlybetween your own thighsfor..