Poetry

We Need Your Nihilism

Like a gypsy child you may find your band of outsiders…

Poem by Dylan Angell - dylanangell@hotmail.com Photos by Icarus Blake
Photo © Icarus Blake

Photo © Icarus Blake

Destined to be the odd man out, you’re an orphan to all physical and superficial properties and spiritual and emotional ones to boot, a loner in the true sense of the word—you lack the camaraderie of hobos, queers, addicts, artists, bigots, drunks, etc.

Photo © Icarus Blake

Photo © Icarus Blake

There is no outcast cliché to which you belong—it’s not that your personal brand of nihilism is dull or comparatively unfocused but your lonerism is the point itself, sharpened and perfected without any additional vice to drive it home.

Photo © Icarus Blake

Photo © Icarus Blake

Like a gypsy child you may find your band of outsiders yet but till then please continue on with your strange rituals and don’t curb your inability to act as we do, watching us in utter disbelief as we run to and fro.

Photo © Icarus Blake

Photo © Icarus Blake

We need you watching us from a distance, it haunts us and we deserve to be haunted.

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