Poetry

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

  • I know there are worse hells than this

    I still submit that this is hell

    Varying degrees of hell

    I wish for an Earth with fewer hells

    With less a degree

    Sometimes I’m worried that the only way for my wish to come true is for humans to stop existing

    And sometimes I hope that’s the only way

    Such explosive feelings

    All the time

    I wish there was more to life than this

    Than wishing for better

    Constantly reminded “it could be worse” like this amount of terrible is acceptable

    Living out of spite

    Damned, but kicking

    Cursed, but moving forward

    Through time and space

    I think if everything stopped time would too

    I often fantasise about what it would be like if time stopped

    And how I’d just go on an anarchist spree of eating whatever I want and taking stuff

    Day dreams

    Freedom and food

    Wouldn’t it be great if we could have that without time stopping

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  • Rain rarely surprises me

    So when I went inside for less than 10 minutes and returned and everything was soaked I was partially surprised and partially impressed

    Stealth rain

    No Sun today

    Well there was a moment

    I miss the days when the people who are missing were here

    I never get to see his blue eyes he’s always wearing sunglasses

    They are the most beautiful ones I’ve ever seen though

    Can’t seem to love something that’s mine

    I will love until my life is exhausted

    But whether anyone will love me is as unknown as the rain that fell

    Is it a good surprise?

    I wish for some good surprises

    Something positive

    Rain is decidedly neutral

    Who knows what’s coming now?

    Well, there’s the impending explosion

    But that’s later

    Later than now anyways

    It’s a dark and stormy afternoon

    I see more bus riding and waiting in my immediate future

    And something weird for anyone else

    I’ve had enough weird in my days lately it’s time for someone else to experience it

    Oh pouring rain

    It’s never my night

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  • I really do think I cease to exist

    When I’m not in front of people

    What is left must be a ghost

    Some inhuman thing

    That maybe once was

    People don’t seem to quite grasp how alone I am

    What being alone all the time does to someone

    How could I spend any more time by myself unless there was an apocalypse?

    Unless I was in jail?

    When I had my overdose

    In the minimal moments of consciousness being rolled through a hospital

    My brain thought I, the worst person on Earth, had finally been apprehended

    At my least cognitive I believe I am the worst

    Sometimes I think of that and I try to trick myself into thinking otherwise

    But how am I to believe anything when I am this alone

    Texting just gave people the option to never have to actually check up on people

    Because they can trick themselves into thinking texting “how are you”

    Is checking up

    I wouldn’t let someone live like this

    Except me apparently

    But how am I supposed to stop me from being alone?

    Conjure up humanoids that won’t live without me?

    Like everyone lost it during COVID

    And most people were with someone

    7 years

    Like this

    And all I wanted was hello

    And I never got it

    From anyone

    I honestly don’t know how I’m even the least bit of sane that I am

    Hearing people be together around me

    Always around me

    I don’t know

    I really don’t

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  • Being told to “get over it”, “move on”, “look on the bright side”

    Is really triggering right now

    And no I don’t mean that as Pop Speak

    I mean that as in I have this visceral reaction it is tears and anxiety and pain and anger and anguish all wrapped into one

    It is how disappointed I am in the world that I am being told to just be okay with my life

    Has anyone telling me to be happy lived this life?

    Now I know some do this willingly

    I know

    But damn, I wanted friends and stuff

    Stuff being relationships I guess

    Today I am hungry and wondering if I shouldn’t have spent money I didn’t have on food the other day

    My last conversation was with my therapist on Tuesday

    Before that it was that subpar Christmas

    I don’t know, I would be appalled to find out someone I care about was living like me

    Anything else was work or being a customer

    Or being a tenant

    Like yay?

    They don’t have to go that far, but telling me to be happy anyways seems

    And he’s somewhere warm and enjoying life

    This world is so imbalanced

    At least the bards succeeded

    Happy

    I’ll be happy

    Happy for no reason like a right lunatic

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  • It’s such a concept

    Being surrounded by food

    Not allowed to eat any of it

    Two grocery stores

    A dozen or so restaurants

    The goods guarded by the all mighty dollar

    Talk about false idols

    It’s like

    There’s so much food here no one will ever eat it all before it’s spoiled

    And statistics about how much food waste there is

    I don’t want to be that person who guilts a child into eating by telling them “there are kids in China/Africa/Asia(whatever place they’ve racistly decided people are needy besides their own streets) starving so eat everything”

    This is not that

    But we produce so much more than we use

    Why can’t we be better?

    Why aren’t people more interested in it being better?

    I can smell bread baking

    And I am hungry but can’t eat

    It’s not an outrage when it happens to me, but it should be for every other person

    And people are always like

    What if they’re just bad with money?

    Or whatever

    I say we still feed them, clothe them, because money is a game not everyone was meant to play.

    And no one gave them a choice

    I saw a meme saying “if society were monopoly we’d be in the late stage where everyone is frustrated and one guy is rich and fucking around with everyone”

    Dude, “if”?

    Monopoly is literally a satirical representation of what capitalism does complete with the rich dudes going to jail and getting out like revolving doors

    Monopoly is not a game I like to play

    It was not made for someone like me

    People should not be forced to play games they don’t want to play

    And before someone screams communism

    That is not the way of life I want

    Stop putting binaries places they don’t belong

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  • Dear Sun

    What are you?

    I arbitrarily made you male

    I mean you’re cumming into space constantly

    And I am a result of it

    But like

    There’s untold genders

    So many creatures don’t really fit into “male et female”

    Like ants, there’s the Queen ant, and the worker ants and we say they’re both female but does one of the worker ants have the ability to become a Queen who produces babies without transition?

    They’re not male and female they’re male (maybe), female (kind of), and something else

    So, I don’t know, what are you big burning ball of fire*

    * = PBS said it is not fire and I understand that it is a pet name

    Welcome after the snow and then immediate rain

    A few stray clouds

    I wish I could speak your language too

    Hear what you’re screaming in the darkness

    I am so small

    And then I think of the smallest thing

    So small I cannot actually picture it because picturing it immediately makes it big

    The universe is a wonder I cannot compare anything to

    So many possibilities

    Dear Sun

    Thank you for the opportunity to be

    Dear Universe

    Holy shirt dude this is a trip, what the fork

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