Poetry

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

  • 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

    やり過ぎた

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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

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