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Sometimes I have little to say / crossing the stream that runs / behind the backs of houses / I watch my self in the puddle / a coin-mirror lying belly-up / a glimpse of what could be / Nowadays my eyes are itchy / and I go into town goal-less / with my pockets full of soot / and my head full of sand / Perhaps I will go to school /don a mantle of education / letting my words bloom / like an elephant’s bum taking a poo / It’s not like I don’t give a fuck about anything / I do give a fuck on the down-low / and when I can afford to / I donate some to charitable causes / It’s more like being trapped / in a cask by an old friend / In every conceivable reflection / I make sure to seek myself out

Freewriting Explanation: Every day, Valen shall use 5 minutes to write completely unprompted and uninterrupted, letting the words lead the way. There is no end purpose to each piece, but rather, the pieces are allowed to develop naturally in their own way. The pieces are then uploaded without edits.

Filed under: Freewriting, Poetry


A member of Singapore-based writing collective /stop@BadEndRhymes ("/s@ber"), Valen dwells in the swamp of poetry. He has been published in various publications, including Anxious Poets Society, Eunoia Review and Quarterly Literary Review Singapore. He has performed his work at the Arts House, the Singapore Art Museum, and in various dingy bars.

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