Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Take a moment for yourself
Just do it
Just do something that benefits no one but you for a moment.
Use one of those soap masks
Just sit and breathe
Do something that makes you, you
Sing a little song for yourself
Play the guitar for no reason but to make a little noise
For that moment
Make the Universe look at you
Be the one that is most important in that moment
Make your adorable little heart happy
Just for a moment
Take it
Breathe
Continue
Do it
Just take it
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I was thinking about applying for MAID
Thinking about how I can’t afford to live
Imagining setting up a Go Fund Me to pay for my burial
And this little hummingbird landed on the rose bush
And just sat there watching
I had a conversation
The Spirit reminded me if I died I couldn’t do this
But I don’t think they understand
I don’t think they realise that being alive is a privilege I cannot afford anymore
I can’t afford to keep myself sane
I can’t afford to keep myself sane
I can’t afford to keep myself fed
I can afford a shelter that is much cheaper than the going rate
MAID is for getting rid of people who society doesn’t want to pay for
Right?
That’s me.
But the hummingbird
Can’t I just die and go to a place where hummingbirds are but it’s better than here?
There’s no solution
My mum goes
It was hard for me until I got together with Al
Again
Someone would have to want to take care of me
I laughed
It’s funny
It’s all a funny joke
Jester
I’m afraid of them but I am one
The fool except the actual fool
It wasn’t a metaphor that’s just what I am
Must not sleep
Must absolutely not go back to sleep
Please
Why is it all a joke?
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My landlord will now just leave his dog out in the backyard
Barking in my face because he wants to go inside
Like my ears are ringing from how incessant and loud it was
And I’ve been good natured
They told me not to bring the dog to the door for them
So I stopped doing that
And now he’s stopped barking because I came inside
And the landlord is going to just leave him out there even longer
They’ll leave the dog in the backyard and then leave
So he’ll just bark for a while
Every time I interact with him he gets more closed off and short
And I can’t leave
Because I need a suite and they are now $2000
And I make about 2300 a month when I’m lucky
I’m fucked
He became a cop
He was a decent person
He just wanted to “do some good”
He always treated his dog kind of like furniture
Just yells “BED!”
At him over and over
But now it’s hard to tell if he isn’t just annoyed that he exists
I always think the way people treat animals reflects their souls
I feel so bad
I was short with the pup because my head was ringing from him barking and I just
Put a little too much force in my
No
When he tried to follow me inside
It’s not his fault
All he knows is that I have the hands that can open the door to let him in but I’m not doing that
He doesn’t know about stupid things like I can’t let him in because I’m not allowed to just go into his section of the house
Unless previously stated
Poor pup
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See? Look.
He’s fine
He’s always fine and
Let me take a moment to be extremely unpoetic
Ugggggggggggggh
I hate my brain
Why do we need to protect him and from what?
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I think that’s something we all need to do
Take a moment for yourself
I get this sneaking suspicion he didn’t do that yesterday
Boy
Oh boy
It really does feel like we create
In some like
Togetherness
I will never understand
Not complaining
I think
Someone read it
I wonder what I’m doing this for
You’re doing it for fame and fortune
And it seems I’ve chosen the route of never being seen ever
Despite this labyrinth of things I’ve said
Maybe they’ll invent an AI that searches the web for mediocre prose and it’ll think I’m interesting
So many things said
So many things not said
I don’t think I’ll ever know
Why my mind clings to him so
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Seriously when have I ever claimed that I’m not a lot?
I would bet
Real actual money I don’t have
That I have said
In this place
I am a lot
Enough to fill a letter size piece of paper
At least
These internet people
They’re wildly uninformed
Luna we meet again
Excuses
Beautiful excuses huh?
One moment while I listen to myself scream bloody murder on the inside
I know what an excuse is
These are reasons
They’re different
And then
It just hits me that that
Was my interaction for today
Maybe you’re a lot
Yeah
Too much
People don’t want me for that exact reason
See
It’s not a fucking excuse when people don’t want me but when it’s about me living comfortably I’m making excuses
And everything that comes from me is some pretense
Right?
Fuck
That fucker had better be alive or else I’m gonna kill him
If I have to exist through this hell you all have to come with me
If I lived on the Moon I wouldn’t have the constant buzzing of unwanted interactions
And I’d never be teased again that life could be better only for it to be the same
My life is a fucking 90s show where everything always ends up the same at the end of the episode except my life doesn’t ever change to begin with
Do I even want to know
Probably not
Here I go anyways
Oh look more able bodied people expecting me to be able to cook for myself
Sigh
If I had
Like top of the line shit with timers and proper temperatures and not that ring element 80s looking 20° above or below temperature it’s burnt here and raw there bullshit
Maybe I’d try again because maybe if I forgot the pizza for 5 minutes it wouldn’t come out looking like a fucking lump of coal from Santa
And I wouldn’t be throwing out all numbers of food stuck burnt to the bottom of my pans
But, like,
Hear me out here
Maybe that 2 hours after cooking that I had to recover from cooking and would inevitably forget my food until it was cold and dry and disgusting
Actually existed
And I’m not full of shit
Is it so hard to believe because then you’d have to believe how shitty my life is?
Yeah I’m betting it’s that
Here I am
A lot
Were the 2000 odd footprints in the sand not clear enough?
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I say sentences like
Ugly ass thing, it’s so freaking cute!
To the air
The air which is just losing its mind around me
What am I going to do when I’m the most sane person left?
Just spending money I don’t have
Existing all alone
It would have been my bad if she hadn’t sentenced me to this life
Isolated me from my family
The Queen of Hearts
It’s hard when it gets to be Summer
And I can hear people gathering all around
All these days that have gone by
Me waiting for someone to notice me
Anyone,
Yah?
Literally anyone
Pluck me from this empty place
Put me somewhere better than this
Wherever that would be
I don’t even dare imagine my life better
When I do I tell myself off
How could I have such thoughts when a life like it not once have I lived?
Best not to play with Hope they tell you sweet nothings that are in fact just nothings
Is it going to rain now?
The grass is green in June
I am pleased with this
The weather my companion
Earth
Gaia
Mother
This doesn’t feel right
I swear I’m a pack animal
Yet I have no pack
Do you listen to the wailings of the loneliest whale the same?
I just don’t speak on the same level
The wails of several dogs
And then some sirens
Odd
Usually that’s the other way round
My mind it goes to him and my head it aches but I’m more concerned
Not that silence isn’t new
It isn’t new
This isn’t new it’s just the same thing as all the other times and he’ll do something later that I will miss
So far in this column we only have an alive and allegedly happy critter so
Right?
Always worrying about people who don’t worry about me
Don’t worry about me let us worry about blank
A million beautiful ladies
And a million beautiful men
And all the beautiful trans people
It’s not right to imagine myself succeeding among them
Now the wind is quieter
But the clouds have hidden my Sol
A thousand good things for you
Someone else will have to wish some for me