Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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My tears fall at the end of your life sweet kitten
I’ll miss all those days with you all the more
Your cute little voice, your round little body,
The way you aggressively kneaded blankets
I’ll miss that second little forehead I always used to kiss
Will you meet the first up in heaven?
Will you try to play with her in the gardens?
I know you’ve missed her
As I will miss you
Death?
Be gentle with my baby and show her eternal love
Guide her with her last breath out into the existence ever after
I hope that someday I will understand why you come
My beautiful little girl
You will always be my kitten to me
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The mysteries of the uncertainty of starting something entirely new.
So many possibilities but only one conclusion
Take a moment to wonder if I’m making a mistep
Maybe I’m just feet away from tripping?
I wonder if I’m just stepping from one frying pan into another
Knowing that I’ll never be able to be complacent with my exploitation
Wouldn’t it be nice to just find a place to go?
I just want to work and be happy.
It’s a mystery to me why that has to be so hard.
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The Sun and I have a very interesting relationship
On my good days it lights my world, gives me warmth, grows the little things
On my bad days it mocks me from above, judging every move I make
Or so it seems
The Sun doesn’t know about our relationship
At least, I don’t think he does.
But when his light is on my face, and my eyes are closed from the brightness, and the warmth tickles my cheeks
I could imagine we are in that moment together
Just a moment in time
He’s later in the evenings this time of year
Really it’s my favourite time for the sun
So bright and magnificent and glowing and on fire
For all my years
I’m very lucky
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It’s so funny
Nice people always look at you funny when you say thank you
Like I didn’t already go through several interactions that weren’t so kind
They act like they’re just doing the right thing and that shouldn’t be applauded
But I think kind people are to each their own shining star
Bright amongst black holes and the vast darkness of space
They aren’t so commonly found as one might think
They may be so bright that they light even the darkest places, but they are so rare and the space between them is vast
They should each be treated with kindness in turn
I hope their light comes back to them
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Dear god
Dear Jimmy
Dear whoever is listening
Please let me have this job
I can’t move shelves any more
I can’t take hearing a shoe size before a hello
I can’t take ladders
And boxes
And nit picky old ladies
Please may I have something better?
I’d like something better
Maybe something just a bit better
I wonder if it works?
Asking the something for something
Dear something
I really think you want to give me this job
I guess we’ll find out
Gods, I hate waiting.
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I really do know the reasons the sadness is there
But if I think of them I’ll fall in
Yes I do have to pretend ignorance of things
Not when it’s important, not when I need to see clearly
Just for those inbetween moments when I have to live with myself
We all have to do that, live with ourselves
For some people it’s easy, but I don’t think they understand anything
For others, usually the kind, loving, feeling, sort, it’s not so much
I had to put my sadness in a place
I know that it’s inside me, but I imagine it outside
Something I can choose to interact with
Rather than face it head on
I cannot face it head on
One of the sadnesses is that I cannot love myself
There is a child inside me that wants to know why
I have so many answers for an adult
But none for a child
I must not look at it
Must not see inside
Not into the depths of the sadness
I must not see inside
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