Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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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
No comments on -
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