Poetry

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

  • I’ll say hello in my way

    Long lost words unsaid while thinking was all I could do

    I can’t make a decision not made for me

    But you’ve been on my mind and I miss you

    I miss your music and how it makes me feel

    I don’t think you’re beyond forgiveness

    I don’t know if there’s anything to forgive

    Being on the outside is like that

    Staring into plays put on in glass rooms

    Your poetry still speaks to me and I miss it

    I hope you’re doing well in spite of it all

    I wish I could hear about it in some upcoming song

    I still rock out to your music when I’m all alone

    I hope you get to make more some day

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  • I wish I could show you

    How the universe doesn’t let me forget you

    This time it was Benny and the Jets

    Benny

    And I’m not trying to think of you

    Could go through my day without a reminder that you

    You are

    It’s like you’re always there

    But I’ve become accustomed to it, so I live in blissful unawareness

    To the white noise that is your existence

    There but never there

    And then the universe comes along and

    Have you heard about our Lord and Saviour Joshua Ramsay?

    Well yes but I was forgetting about him for a moment

    It won’t let me forget

    I mean I don’t want to forget either

    I just wish I could show you

    How the universe keeps on reminding me

    That no matter how far apart we are we are so close together

    I wish I could show you

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  • Every year I wonder if I won’t acclimate to the cold weather

    And then I’m wearing a knit cardigan and a t-shirt at -6

    Despite having a disease that flares up at extreme temperatures

    And not being able to tolerate the heat

    At all

    The cold never bothered me anyway

    My one strength

    My only claim to something kind of cool

    I’m not cold

    But you are

    All you other people

    With your mitts and your scarves and your hats and your thick coats

    I laugh in your general directions because in this I win for once

    Not beauty, not physique, not able-ness, not strength but

    I don’t need a winter coat

    I scared the hell out of Japanese people when it was -15 and I was wearing a t-shirt and a hoodie

    My one super power

    All I need is a tall mountain and an ice castle and I’ll sing Let it Go all night long

    I suppose it’s better than nothing

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  • Merry Christmas to you too, you beautiful, impossible, wonderful man

    I hope that light in your eyes stays there for years to come

    I hope I get to hear your voice again and again this coming year

    May you stay happy and safe in your fortress

    May you have many more years with all your animals

    If I could have one wish

    It’s that you’d see me saying merry Christmas and know that I want nothing but happiness and joy for you

    You’re spectacular

    You’re beautiful

    You’re ethereal

    You’re wonderful

    And I love you

    Merry Christmas

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  • I can hear bagpipes playing

    Quietly

    My body is in over stimulation mode

    And so my ears are picking up the sounds of bagpipes in the white noise of the heater in the vents

    There are no bagpipes

    My senses worked too hard for too long

    Now my ears are making up sounds within sounds

    When I say I’m tired and need a rest

    It’s because my body does this to me

    Sorry I can’t sleep

    The bagpipes are too loud

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  • Every second was worth it to see your face and hear your voice for a short clip that made no sense but

    There you were and it was enough

    I wish I could tell you merry Christmas and you’d see it and it would mean something

    I was glad to see you but now I wish I could see you

    Sigh

    If only I could be content with content

    I wouldn’t feel these moments where I yearn to be… Just near you

    If it was appropriate I’d live in a closet you never use so I could be near you and hear you without being seen or heard myself

    But that’s “creepy” and “not appropriate”.

    I suppose I’m just one of thousands that would pay to be near you

    If I could afford it

    I suppose at least I got to see five seconds of you today

    I hope I get to see five seconds of you tomorrow

    Merry Christmas you impossible man

    Merry Christmas

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