Poetry

This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.

  • Hey you

    You on the other side you

    You watching me through your fingers you

    It’s hard to take heart when the heart is broken

    Isn’t it a wonder it’s not you coming to me in my dreams

    Watching one

    Dear one

    One who says they are someone I will never truly trust

    But taking his face

    I’ve looked pained so long it’s permanently written on mine

    Somehow

    何と無くね?

    Always, something like that

    I go down

    Oh damn do I go down

    I often feel you’re one of the reasons I stay

    Keep getting up

    Spirit

    Something

    All these complex emotions folding into eachother

    I was promised nothing

    Yet I dared dream

    Too big

    I am naught but some accidentally alive solid(?)

    Thing

    And I go up to the Universe

    And then back down to Earth

    There is so much in this space

    Everything in my life brought me nowhere

    But I have this moment

    Sol setting

    Ish

    Oh you argue do you?

    Sol hanging out over there in such a place that we have come to sit together

    A day, had

    At least that

    One more light

    And all of it

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  • Ears that can’t quite hear everything

    That can also hear everything

    No I can’t understand what you just said,

    But in twenty minutes I’m going to hear someone say

    From across the store

    Let’s get in line

    I would like to hear

    Something

    Something other than buses and the tone but not the content of every conversation

    Yes and no

    Lost at once, why not?

    Does he reach me?

    Why does reaching me feel like the end?

    Why would that be my fate?

    I ask plainly, the little ladies with the thread

    I defy it

    Don’t you forget about who though?

    Me

    Okay “Me”

    I wonder why it’s always mysteries and unanswered questions

    Three

    All my hims are in fact pieces of shit who would never get anything done unless basically forced to

    Passions not withstanding

    I wouldn’t mind a lovely lady

    Really I’d just like a someone

    Their whoseits and whatsits don’t really matter

    It’s the heart

    If there is a being on this Earth who can put up with me

    Can we cross paths meaningfully please?

    I wouldn’t mind some cats

    I don’t mind becoming a person who lives with cats and is crazy

    Do you hear it?

    My soul screaming as we return to that place

    That is my home

    That I cannot escape from

    Alas I

    Do not have a tune to look to

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  • It doesn’t sparkle does it?

    Doesn’t even shine

    I wish I could burn bright

    Bright enough to be seen

    All those lights I’ll never see

    Murder of crow

    Take two

    Caw caw

    Sol came out after all

    After all

    Murder of crow part two

    Take two?

    If there ever really was a mission it was to make sure he lives like me

    Live

    You’re the one out of the two of us that can

    Another day

    People’s faces scare me

    I think people in general just scare me

    What a person to be forced into the customer service role

    5000 days

    It feels like it never ends

    2000 odd poems

    Letters

    Endless Love letters

    Well that was an interesting thing to add to that sentence

    Sure, endless love letters

    To the planet?

    To humanity?

    Even my anger is streaked with this useless hope

    Love, if all love could truly combine

    Wouldn’t a Universe be born?

    To meet him

    I still remember how my heart felt when I thought

    If I could go back to that moment, myself

    Pat my poor tired head and just say

    No

    That is not the way the story goes

    Dear Author

    You sadist

    You never thought about the lives of the inbetweens

    Red cammo car

    Rap music

    Let’s play

    Yup it’s a light skinned boy

    What a shock

    Not

    Tomorrow, huh?

    Do I write you a birthday message? Or write about the place we should all be thinking of instead

    見る分けではないでしょ

    書く意味何てないでしょ

    Either way though

    Really

    That poor strip of land and all its inhabitants

    My tone of voice doesn’t match

    What I want to sound like

    One more quiet night at home

    One more sugar crash

    One more day of no one messaging me

    Because I don’t message first

    These oceans

    These oceans of despair

    Pulled a try too hard

    Don’t we always

    I am despair embodied

    That my foot prints will never be big enough to do anything

    Washed away by the tides

    Someday

    Maybe it will be afterwards

    Maybe it will be after I meet him

    Which him

    That him or that him

    I dunno, one of them has to exist

    Right?

    Or I could just have a collection of hims

    I’ll take some

    You wouldn’t let me have even one in real life so maybe in the after life you’ll forgive me for whatever I did and finally let me love someone

    It all looks so manufactured

    Those little soldiers

    Building a pretend paradise that will only end up benefiting the rich

    A gargoyle where they plan to build more apartment buildings

    Let’s just get rid of houses

    The poor can live in boxes

    Poor boxes

    Sorry

    Apartments

    What I wouldn’t give for a melody right now

    Sol

    Will anything good come of it?

    All of this

    Curses

    Curse the me that slept through when I was supposed to charge my headphones

    Though somewhere I’d like for there to be a me that doesn’t feel the need to disappear

    You should come back to this place

    I wish you would

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  • Mixed up Picasso and Van Gogh

    Eh

    This poor brain has been doing that a lot lately

    Rather both of them

    Truly

    I was imagining Starry Sky

    It is after all my favourite painting

    Can’t keep things straight

    Not simple nouns

    Not proper nouns

    Can’t figure out words

    My Japanese has suffered and I weep

    Thank you Universe for correcting me

    I just think I mixed up that painting

    With that bandages

    Or a hat

    Whichever

    I can’t remember words to songs I’ve known all my life

    It feels like I’m slowly disintegrating

    Pieces of my self dissolving into thin air

    I make these mistakes and rather than laughing over it I am faced with the reality that I wouldn’t have made that mistake 10 years ago

    I’m going to disappear before he notices me

    This is like the world’s longest love song as a human evaporates

    World’s longest something

    Epic mistakes and all

    But, then again

    Everyone makes mistakes

    Or something

    It’s fine if mine are immortalised

    They are, afterall, invisible

    Invisible ink

    Man, Sol, I thought you’d have my back today

    The weather

    My brain

    General insanity

    I’m slowly losing everything

    I don’t want to disappear

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  • Believe in your dreams

    And other some such things

    Do they know how crazy I’d have to be to believe in them?

    Josh if my dreams hadn’t led me off the path would this have gone differently?

    Into the bushes

    Into all my hopes and dreams begging to come true

    It’s not like I just dream all night about famous people

    Josh and Miley

    I wish I knew what my mind wants to tell me with their faces

    I feel like I saw him last night

    But I lost it

    I want to go back to having epic adventures in my dreams that aren’t on repeat

    But I think I got used to the day never ending

    But always ending

    Always gone

    Maybe I lost it when I stopped believing in happy endings

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  • I wonder if you go somewhere like me

    Down the dark roads

    Through the nights

    And perhaps it’s a relief to know you have someone

    It is

    I hope she’s there for you

    The Moon is low in the sky

    When I think about the dark places I go

    I worry about the dark places you go

    Because it doesn’t just turn off

    I assume

    That sadness is still there

    When you feel all alone does she take you away from that place?

    Someday I wish I could have someone to sit with me

    That the Moon didn’t have to be a star

    Be something scary

    Be the Moon

    Was the me struggling timed just right for her to come to my side?

    Or does Time work in mysterious ways?

    I won’t forget about you

    You keep reminding me not to

    He

    He has never come to my aid like these celestial beasts

    Never will

    Nevermore

    Truly for a moment I wish Love had come round the bend but

    Luna, dear,

    I never forget the light of love reflected off your face

    Each ray a message

    Do they reach?

    I do not know.

    They reached me anyways

    Is it really time to be worrying about some other person’s madness

    Here with my own on my own

    They thought they were marching

    May day dawn without a pain

    And slip away as every other

    No monsters please

    I’ve had enough of my own personal demons the last few days

    I don’t need to borrow someone else’s

    Rest, you

    You don’t look like you’ve slept

    May I be blessed with your visage if nothing else in fleeting moments repeating

    Repeating

    Sigh

    Over and over

    Another day bleeds from the sky

    Do you fear me?

    I fear you sometimes.

    Luna these poor creatures set themselves on another conveyor to make the riches of someone else tomorrow

    If only these words could breathe

    I’d make them bother you

    Just to see if you care

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