Crumble
‘Crumble’ was my response to those who have seen their lives, careers, empires fall due to their actions. I’ve seen many that I respected fall from grace in recent weeks and it was mulling on my mind to do a poem in response.
‘Crumble’ was my response to those who have seen their lives, careers, empires fall due to their actions. I’ve seen many that I respected fall from grace in recent weeks and it was mulling on my mind to do a poem in response.
‘Allegory,’ such as is with the title, is the metaphorical depiction of the prejudices of disability through the lens of lycanthropy. I find that the fantastical nature of the mythological curse to be a fitting parallel to disability, as it is not something we can control.
‘Male’ was written as my own take on the state of gender politics. I was, and still am, rather disappointed by the world’s current views on the male person. I, of course, do not reflect all opinions on men, but this is what I think.
‘Expendable’ is a poem showcasing how I feel about offices and other similar job types in an abstract way.
Ah, my only primarilly Latin poem. ‘Spiritus Meus,’ or ‘My Spirit’ in English, is the result of a derealisation episode I had during the early autumn. I have no idea why I did it in primarilly Latin, it just happened. To explain the spiritual theme on this one, I am spiritual but not religious and this was a way of expressing it, I guess. I added a fully English version below, too.
‘Obsession,’ this was one of the more… metaphorical poems I wrote. It doesn’t necessarily reflect my experiences, but I definitely have gone through similar feelings.
‘Disrupt’ was inspired by how sometimes, the mind goes awry. I wrote it while I was still dealing with immense stress. The abrupt end is left ambiguous as it denotes the cyclical nature of the mental illness affecting the speaker.
‘Lunar Descent’ is a dramatised depiction of a lycanthropic transformation. I decided on the title as I thought it would be a fitting ‘descent into madness,’ as the speaker goes through the metamorphosis.
’nothing’ is the culmination of an existential realisation that I had during the summer. I was at a very low point, and this was my way of letting it out. The lack of capitalisation was intentional, as it gives a sense of hopelessness. That was what I was feeling at the time, after all.