Poetry

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

  • Over and over and over again

    Thank you for writing it so I had something to feel when it happened to me

    Not thanking you for feeling the feelings

    Raw is right

    And at the most strange moments

    And I swear I’ve dreamt of her every night since she passed

    But I can’t remember what she says

    Those precious words I’ll never hear again

    She was the only one in my family who accepted and used my pronouns and respected my being non-binary

    And now she’s gone

    Just like that

    And her boyfriend is free to go kill another woman

    It should be murder

    But it’s not

    I don’t want justice

    I want to prevent it from repeating

    The only thing that could fix this is her being back

    Back here

    Wherever she is

    Mel wherever you are

    I miss you so much

    I wish I had better things to tell you

    Things that would reach you

    Ashes now

    Just ashes

    If only love could do so much more

    Goodbye again for now

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  • I suppose you’re right

    My life would have to have meaning to be a joke

    And I suppose I’d have to suppose a pretty fucked up being who would laugh

    Hermes not withstanding, Hermes is a jerk

    I should probably suppose you see these moments and cry too

    Oh great Creator

    It’s hard to know whether you even know we’re here

    Besides those moments that come together perfectly

    As massively ineffectual as all the other massive beings out there

    Simply being in this space where being can happen

    And what a wonder that being can happen

    That a star can burn

    Collapse

    Explode

    That this place is even here

    That planets form from young stars

    It’s honestly impressive

    So I suppose your feelings should be just as impressive

    I wonder if the chaos is an image of you or what occurs within you

    Perhaps you are a great being of chaos

    But the order within the chaos is what is most magnificent

    The places so many things come together and meet

    This moment that the sun peaks out from behind the gathered clouds to warm my body

    A body that formed from unity in the chaos, order, in what would seem entirely wild

    It makes me think we should follow this philosophy in life

    Live in a world where order and wildness are balanced

    If we could engage with the wilderness, become its companion instead of its antagonist

    Bring some order to it

    Food for the hungry, shelter for those that want it

    Domesticate everything only to the point that we are enriching everything

    Maybe domesticate is the wrong word

    Keep the wildness

    Just make sure everything’s needs are met

    The worst part is we could

    If all the minds of the world saw comfort and felt fed

    I wonder what better worlds we could dream up?

    Humans claim capitalism breeds innovation but humans got to capitalism, the response was communism, they somehow decided, “this is fine”, and stopped dreaming up anything new

    Binaries exist

    But humans are obsessed with them

    This whole it must be one thing or the other

    Just take a look at Earth and tell me exactly how many one things actually only have one other

    There’s always some other thing

    One more kind of lizard, twelve new frogs, a species of lotus we’ve never seen, this space is a creative space

    We should create as well

    I should be kinder in my image of the universe

    I should remember that I am far too simple a being to understand their stance on the issues we face, but the creativity of the universe is something humans should embrace

    Things should always be developing and growing

    Stagnation doesn’t breed anything but feeling stuck in a rut.

    Now tell me how many people these days feel that way

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  • It’s not fair that you’re ashes now

    I don’t want ashes

    I want a living, breathing, alive, sister

    It’s not fair that all you were has been reduced to dust

    Carbon remnants of alive

    I want to be mad at you

    But you’re not here to be mad at

    And I can’t just hold onto it until I see you next and let it go because I love you because

    I’ll never see you again

    You’re gone

    Somewhere

    Somewhere where you’re fine

    Then where are we?

    Does Death choose us or do we choose him?

    Does he know the end of each person signed on a scroll of life?

    Or is he summoned by death

    Does he merely deliver

    Ferryman

    Is he the one who picks up these souls beaten down by life and renews them?

    No

    Maybe

    Truly it would seem the gods are just as trapped by life as we are

    Just as inconsequential

    Great Observer

    I won’t let this feeling

    Incompleteness

    Like one of my hearts is gone

    I won’t let it consume me

    I miss you

    But I’m not talking to you right now

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  • Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind.

    I don’t know why I’m here

    Instead of you

    What keeps me going through this hell

    Instead of you, you, you, etc and so on and so forth

    So many people who had more worth than me

    Who were more important

    I’m not going to do it,

    Obviously

    Damn regret

    Over again

    So many goodbyes that weren’t right

    In the absence

    Ashes left like dust

    Nothing in comparison to what they were

    So much left unsaid

    Did any of you know I love you?

    How could I have expressed it better?

    And how can I change this world to be

    One that loves enough that it stops happening?

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  • The things I go through

    Make me wonder what you’ve also gone through without me

    Were there things you needed me for too?

    Twisted Fate

    Not to know who you are

    Or anything about you

    Hoping against the signs that I am alone

    You

    Whoever You is

    Another day goes by

    And it will

    As they do

    It funny that every time I think I like someone someone named Amanda exists

    No it isn’t

    I wish people would just give up on monogamy why not

    But I don’t want to be an accessory

    This strange “but I have a favourite” mentality that is sudo-monogomy and not actually polyamory

    Oh

    Hello

    I wasn’t really talking about you

    You

    I wish there was a glimmer

    My only one does actually burn too bright to see you see

    Pretty ball of fire who’s my only daily friend

    One moment while I sulk because that’s not fair

    You, You you

    You’re there right?

    My great Apollo still there to warm me in my ungratefulness of him

    The Cosmic DJ is on point today

    It’s all so complicated, isn’t it?

    All this me I bring

    Every revolution it gets more complicated

    お互いの?

    I’d try to accept anyone

    Who actually wanted me

    With any number of sad stories to tell

    I just missed the mark

    Right?

    Something similar maybe

    Who knows

    Whoever shows up

    I guess

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  • I will wait

    Thinking I will always wait

    For you

    Not knowing who you is

    Or what

    Whether you is right beside me

    Whether my life is some strange love story between a humanoid and the Sun

    Okay, but, Apollo, my Sun, my dear

    寂しくない?

    For both of us?

    Me being a blip on your lifetime

    Not that I don’t hope there’s been someone like me on this planet at all times there’s been a someone

    I do hope the destined time is near

    As much as I love you, my beautiful ball of fire, I need human contact

    Sorry

    Do stars hear eachother?

    I suppose they all have their local chorus

    I wonder what it’s like to experience being a star

    Life is not as simple as my comprehension can grasp, this I know because this is the way of the universe

    I see but a small fraction,

    I comprehend little

    I want to become a wind that searches for you

    Maybe I’d be the same wind I curse at

    Maybe you’d curse at me

    I don’t know

    I don’t know you

    Sometimes I believe that you exist

    And other times I feel alone

    Who could possibly fit me?

    I wonder

    They’d have to be extraordinary

    Could I handle someone so much more than me loving me?

    I don’t know

    I hope you’re out there

    I hope you know I’m thinking of you

    Somewhere

    お大事にしてね

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