Poetry

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

  • I think more people should look into the life cycle of wasps,

    And how at this time of year hormones are making them insatiable, and confused

    I wish I had known this years ago

    I thought they were angry,

    But they’re homeless, hungry, and their life is about to end

    The next generation is born and waiting for next spring

    Today for the first time in my life I let a wasp land on me and stay

    With this new information my world view of them changed

    And it didn’t sting me, I just stayed very still

    I was no less terrified,

    But my heart knew this creature needed patience and space

    I can be scared out of my wits and still as a tree

    I hope that little one finds a good place to sleep

    And go to paradise

    I hope there is a paradise

    They broke this one and teach the children to hate integral parts of nature

    I want to go to a place where nature is put first

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  • At least you seem 元気

    It’s so hard to tell from a reel

    So many people pretending to be happy for the sake of the internet

    Smiling for photos but inside they’re in pieces

    See, when you’re doing well, you seem to be more active

    My opposite

    It’s always so nice to hear your voice

    It’s always so nice to see your face

    Au naturale

    Or something

    It would be nice to know what’s happening behind those gorgeous blue eyes

    I never know whether my greatest fantasy is knowing you or not needing money

    Ah poverty

    But a good song can fix it for a moment

    Oh to get lost for a moment in a new song

    I’m currently listening to a song I have heard since I was 7 or 8. Discovered by accident one day on limewire.

    It’s Japanese and I didn’t understand it then

    And now I do

    Life is strange isn’t it?

    There are so many lines in Japanese songs that don’t translate

    But now I don’t need to

    I wish it could be that way with you

    I wish I didn’t need to translate through social media masks

    Well,

    I’ll be here as usual

    I missed your beautiful face

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  • I just wish I had someone to talk to

    That’s what all the people say to do, right?

    Talk to someone you know

    But I’m nothing but an imposition

    A scab that won’t come off

    I wish I could talk to somebody about something intellectual

    Something that makes my brain wake up

    So tired of this half asleep existence

    People look like they’re enjoying themselves when they talk to eachother

    I wish I could talk to someone besides this website

    Tell them I’m really struggling and I just need some help

    Tell them my dreams are filled with people and my days are spent alone

    I used to be afraid that I would be alone forever

    If I had known I would spend the next five years alone

    I would have killed myself

    But now I’m just resigned

    This is my life

    I am alone

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  • I need like a telegram thingy

    Not that I can use it

    Just to use it to pi pi pi you whenever I think of you

    And you could pi pi pi back to tell me you’re okay

    Do you know how much value you have as a human being?

    Do you know the sun watches you?

    Light is music

    I wish I could hear it

    Maybe we can on a subliminal level and it inspired our music

    You create music like a great composer

    Your notes lead to a high of unheard of levels

    If you burn out, even if you burn out

    You still wrote masterpieces

    I don’t believe in human qualifications for what has worth and what doesn’t

    According to humans fictitious numbers mean more than lives

    They clearly aren’t qualified to determine value

    You are the man you were meant to be

    I don’t know what I am

    But I swear you’re doing just fine

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  • Sometimes I’m tempted to message back scammers

    Just to see if they’d reply

    Just to have someone to talk to for a minute

    I’m always a drain on people

    I never manage to be something people need

    I think constantly about what it would be like to have a conversation

    But I always imagine fights

    My poor brain doesn’t imagine comforting situations anymore

    I wish I could go back to when I had friends

    But I don’t think I want the friends I had

    What if I had new people to talk to?

    Except I’m just a bit crazy and it’s obvious and people hate that

    I wish I could talk to someone who wants to talk back

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  • What would the world be like if you were still here?

    How many kittens have died because you weren’t there to save them?

    Did you welcome them on the other side of the bridge?

    Your family is still broken up

    I’m still broken up and I never even knew you

    I wonder how Chester’s kids are doing?

    Without him

    The thing that I don’t get is that both of you were in positions where I assume people told you every day you were loved

    Because I’m not the only one who goes around telling strangers I love them

    So what possessed you?

    I act like knowing what was going

    On in their heads would sooth me

    When it would just taunt me

    It’s suicide awareness day and I

    I am aware of so many suicides

    I don’t know all of their names anymore but they are tattooed in my soul like my own attempts

    To die

    For what?

    I’m lucky that somewhere something installed this doubt in me

    The not knowing how it’s going to be

    I wish I could transpose this program to you all

    I’m certain it’s the doubt that keeps me alive

    Certain that something meets me on the other side

    But I am afraid of everything

    I am afraid of this universe that seems to favour cruelty

    So afraid that I will live, in fear of what comes next.

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