Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Oh grief
I just said I’ve had enough
So Onyx dies why not?
My sweet baby
Oh how I’ll miss your broken wheeks
In my arms
You time these things so pointedly
Universe
Because would I have rathered that she go through it without me?
Like it has to happen
Eventually
Signing up for the life of an animal friend means signing up for the death of said friend as well
Well it should
She was so small
I will never forget
My sweet Onni
They fight more valiantly for life than I have seen any creature
I am in awe of their magnificence
Until we meet again
Lay the path of the Ferryman
In his boat do find
Home
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What is the legacy you want to leave behind?
My dream
Is that someday someone finds this collection of chaos
And shares it with people who have no idea what it’s like being in this position
Whichever position that ends up being
This is a story of a person with a disability, living in poverty, experiencing isolation
Of a non-binary sexually ambiguous creature who just
Just wants better for this poor little planet
And all her inhabitants
I want people to see the duality of wanting humanity to do better and wanting humanity to simply stop existing
That I struggle with
I want to leave behind proof that true love
Misguided and unrequited as it may be
Does exist
That when you let yourself become in tune with this wonderful space we reside in
The Sun touches your face, the Earth becomes your silent protector, the very weather becomes its own great beast
That life is the most important resource of this universe
And that it is everywhere and everything in ways we cannot even fathom
That, maybe, if we all slowed down things would be easier
I want to be the beginning of something great coming out of humanity
Instead of the destruction we’ve wrought
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Spent half my rent
You can’t understand what it’s like to not have enough
While people around you with more talk about how little they have
While seeing people spend $800 on clothes
It’s hard to understand why that person has the money to do that and I don’t
What did that person do to deserve to have enough to spend that much
While I cut back and live less and enjoy less
And this sick reliance
I have to spend money to stay sane
I have to spend money to stay sane
You don’t understand how othering it feels to be surrounded by food when you’re hungry
But you can’t eat any of it
Or to just lay in my chair all day hungry
You don’t know how hard it is to just exist
Doing the same things
Everything the same
My god
It’s awful
I need something new
And because I’m devoid of social experiences
I need something new often
Do you understand that my brain is going to turn to literal mush if I don’t keep it occupied?
It’s so hard
I can’t make life bearable and afford rent
Dear Universe
Help please
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There has been so much grief lately
If I’m not grieving my own things
35,000 deaths
And still fucking counting
Like it’s okay
Or the news will tell me some heartbreaking story
And I’m so exhausted
Not to say that my exhaustion is anything like living in a warzone
But the other things
Having huge feelings
I feel so intensely
And to this endless tale of loss within my life
That I have no power to help in any way
I want to do something
Even with the power
Would my body let me?
So tired
How to stay awake when living is a nightmare?
My dream world, while strange and confusing and repetitive
Most of the time I’m able
There’s nothing I can do in waking
I feel so helpless and tired
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We were supposed to go to Pride together
My sister and me
And at once I was angry and hurt and overwhelmed by how angry and hurt I was
And the knowledge that it’s going to be like this
Every first
Mother’s Day was so hard
When my manager handed me a discount card that would have been for her
Customers casually discussing the deaths in their family and whose funeral they’d been to
There was no funeral
Someone tell me how there was supposed to be a funeral from a person on a disability pension and a retired Navy vet?
It’s sick what they make people pay for
Oh, yes, our daughter just died and now we get the privilege of paying 10k for the whole process
Sick
And I’m helpless to help because I can’t even afford rent each month anymore
And these little things I do to keep myself sane are costing more and more
Caught between never getting the chance to say goodbye and not wanting to ever say goodbye
I’m so mad at you Mel
I’m so mad at you for doing this to us
I walk out of a solid year of doing hard drugs unscathed
She does drugs with her new boyfriend a couple times and this happens
It’s not fair
Sol tell me
If we’re all part of you
And you’re a part of something else
Do we go home at the end?
Do we wander endlessly?
I yearn to see once again those I’ve lost but
I’m so afraid of eternity because I’ve never experienced a good thing for any length of time
Something always comes along to blacken the experience
I also don’t want to go to a place that is away from you
My dear Sol and planets
I would miss this Earth
I want to go to a place where
Where it’s alright and I’m safe and sound with you
You know
Blatant plagiarism
But that’s what I want
All these people and creatures in my life that have been but a moment
You’ve been the only one who doesn’t reject me or end up lost along the way
Not that I know whether you have the ability to reject someone
Sol
Saturn
It’s just so hard to believe she’s gone
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If there was such a god that created Jesus
That they’re all so hoping will leave us to rot
Perhaps he really did just leave when they didn’t get the point of the whole crucifixion dealy
Off to some other such planet where things live
To make another being that isn’t so bull headed as us
Perhaps we are left here to do what we will
Maybe this is what happens when there is no all knowing God
Some great being left to create in this space
Maybe
I find it hard to believe that there is any all knowing thing
The universe themselves I do not know what they know
Do
Perhaps as confused and lost as the rest of us
This place is just so strange
I’d like to see a world where Jesus never happened