Poetry

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

  • Write about your approach to budgeting.

    See money

    See amount of money I need

    Despair

    Beg and borrow

    Routinely have less have $1 in my account

    Cry

    Be hungry

    Don’t ever go out

    Ration food

    Worry about rent

    Worry about work

    Get sick from worry

    Miss work

    Despair

    Cry some more

    Never have enough for everything I need

    Buy things I shouldn’t because I’m constantly despairing and the dopamine

    Hate myself later

    Swear to never do it again

    Despair more

    Feel excluded from society

    Only buy cheap labour products even though it’s against every fibre of my soul because it’s all I can afford

    Put off buying anything important until it’s an emergency

    Never replace things that break

    Oh

    And despair

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  • They say “I have to laugh or else I’ll cry”

    Cry then

    Because laughing isn’t working

    And police officers are emptying entire magazines and a half into their own cruisers over a fucking acorn

    We have to stop laughing at dangerous people

    It’s only funny because you weren’t in the vehicle being shot at

    That poor dude, like someone just tried to kill him over an acorn

    Madness, giving people guns and then teaching them to fear their own shadow

    Can you imagine if some god had not been watching over that poor guy?

    Apollo was not on their side

    Not saying fatalities are god decided, just that the occasional miracle is

    Gods can’t be watching at all times, I assume they have stuff to do

    Shit goes sideways when they aren’t watching

    Bless whomever was

    Bless that poor guy

    Have I ever mentioned ACAB?

    Because ACAB

    Because what the actual fuck is “reasonable force” against an acorn?

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  • God why did I want to go out

    Humans piss me off

    Grubby hands all over my walker when I’m immunocompromised

    This dude who thinks the entire seat belongs to him

    I really hate sitting next to men on buses

    He grabbed my leg earlier

    Fucking dick

    Humans pissing me off all day

    I wish they’d just poof

    Bye

    Leave the world to me

    I don’t need anyone I’ve proven that already

    Hours alone

    Then it’s torture to be with them

    I sometimes wish I could understand them, but then I’d have to be like them

    And I don’t want that

    People who think that accessible seating on the bus is reserved for them even though I’m disabled and they are a stroller

    So sick of them

    Like sick

    There’s this handful of pure, sweet, humans and then the rest are garbage

    Like the average human

    Is garbage

    I try to be one of the sweet ones but I’m

    Bitter

    Like living a life like this doesn’t constitute bitterness

    People act like if you’re bitter you’re the wrong one

    Not the things that put the bitter taste there

    Not the things they made it bitter

    This constant passing of responsibility to the people that bad things happen to

    Another reason that humans are garbage

    I’m so disappointed in humanity

    I didn’t know walkers were communal objects until I got one and now everyone keeps fucking touching it

    Ugh

    Humans

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  • Said I missed the snow

    Now it’s snowing

    Universe what are you doing?

    Trying to show me why I shouldn’t want it to be snowing?

    lol

    You terror

    You know the drill, just don’t get me stuck somewhere

    I appreciate the early present

    It’s my birthday in just over a week

    A late birthday present for my mum whose birthday is today

    Let’s go commemorate it with getting holes put in my face

    It’s not even cold

    I proclaim now that it’s snow temperature

    And the wind mysteriously doesn’t bother me anymore

    I wish I knew why the cold never bothered me anyway

    I wish things were answerable

    Mysterious weather

    I believe in you all twenty-four hours a day

    I’m looking towards you

    The snow is nice

    Me, getting what I want

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  • It feels like there’s a storm coming

    My fingers hurt

    The wind is agitated

    This could just be another morning where I’m tricked and the Sun comes out

    But there is a tenseness in the air

    There are no birds singing

    None in the sky

    A far off seagull’s cry

    Often the bird that rides the early winds of a storm

    The clouds have a wrippled texture

    The only thing is they aren’t moving

    And yet

    I heard before I saw the wind pick up

    As the gusts blew through other things towards me

    It is growing as we speak

    Someone has let their in heat cat outside

    I have been hearing her for days

    Human beings shouldn’t be allowed to own other animals

    We’re no good at caring for ourselves let alone another creature

    Stormy Valentine’s

    Well it’s not like I’ve ever had a Valentine so maybe this weather is on point

    I was hoping for better for my mum’s birthday

    But I probably should have known better

    Cold from the wind chill

    I miss the snow

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  • It hurts to be on the losing team

    The team of me that is losing so spectacularly

    The universe subtly and not do subtly pushing me in the direction of someone who doesn’t even want to know I exist

    Like I’m watching a video of you

    And someone in the room just says Ramsey

    Like I wasn’t already paying attention

    Thinking of you and then there you are

    It’s a mystery

    Even when I try to ignore it it’s just there every day

    There isn’t even anything I can do about it

    Because I’ve tried explaining it away

    It’s just insanity

    Just madness

    Probably something has broken in my brain that makes these connections

    Because it’s impossible that I was actually right about any of my insanity before

    I wish it would leave me be

    Leave me to live

    That strange list of artists that seem to revolve around eachother on my playlist like it’s the same day

    Ah

    Demons

    And not even on my playlist

    They find me

    What a strange Kingdom to come to

    Empty, but for me

    It hurts but I will keep sending you love

    You’re my only hope

    The only hope I ever had

    Seeing you say you love your job

    Makes my heart set alight with love

    Thank goodness

    Thank goodness

    Be happy you foolish fool.

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