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 relationship with the sun is so push and pull
So come closer come closer
Get away get away
But I mean come closer
Is this gravity?
The gravity between me and the sun
How I want him to stay just as soon as he pulls away
Excuse me
As soon as Mother tilts away from him
See she keeps him away from me
And I can’t hear the soothing sound of the plants finally tasting rain
I just miss every second that bleeds out of daylight until he’s so far away and I want him near again
But when he comes back he comes too near and I hide away and keep under cover how queer
Why can’t we just sit at a balance?
Together suspended in perfection
The gravity between me and the sun
How I want to get up close and run farther away at the same time
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Still singing cross my heart
While he’s over there
Sing and a singing
While I’m still stuck in love that shows in the dark
And the fleeting moments I allow myself to feel
Just stay safe you wonderful magnificent man
Or however those words should go
I wonder what you’re doing
Doesn’t really matter she’s where he is isn’t that where he wanted to be
I can’t believe how invisible I am at times I just hurt and remember how far I’ve come with nothing to show
I wish you’d just say hello
Something anything say anything
Say Anything
I don’t know where to go from these feelings
They leave me endlessly lost
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Spirit raging on in spite of the emptiness
One day, I made the choice to stop expecting happiness from this place
And I’ve been much happier since
Perhaps it was a requirement to continue living
I had to stop expecting happiness
That’s not to say I don’t find happiness I just have to look for it
Some “wise” internet person proposed
I do not chase, I attract
And I laughed
You’re not a black hole
You don’t attract anything. It just so happens things happen.
Do you see this place?
It’s pure madness here
Sometimes I look at the state of the planet and wonder what a curse this thing that makes us different than other animals is
Happiness is a fleeting moment of pure gratification
You don’t just get moments
You have to make them happen
Use whatever you have at your disposal
I like stars so I look up at stars and voila happy
But the stars aren’t going to come down to Earth to be seen
And they sure as hell aren’t coming in my house
I have to go look up at them
So go make happiness
Just make it
Pretend your brain isn’t chemically incapable of making and uptaking its own happy drug
And be happy
Yup just in spite of it
Be happy
You’re alone and no one loves you?
Hey at least you managed to be a human, apparently that’s pretty difficult, look at how few other human like things there are.
There are tonnes of fish
Spiders
Canids
Things with hooves
Okay there are other “apes” but, no, I mean human like
Not one
Apparently it’s not easy
And you managed
So like, stop
Stop listening to that voice in your head
Take your medications because you still need that shit even with a good attitude
Just look around this place
It’s magnificent
There’s so much to do here no one has done everything because the possibilities are endless
So like that’s cool
And daunting
But cool
And I know you’re lonely and you wish there was someone else
But no one needs you more than you do
Just…
Look I’m not suggesting you love yourself because that shit is difficult and even I can’t figure that out
But like tolerate yourself
Because you’re not as bad as Donald Trump!
Or the long list of leaders before him who also did nothing to help this planet
Just
I don’t know
Love this place
I’m talking about the universe and the planet
Just love them, they deserve it, they’re beautiful
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I don’t remember the words
Word for word
But I conduct the instruments with my soul
Know where every pull goes
God it’s so magnificent
I wish everyone would just listen
I know these songs just not the words
Know every bassline
Yet I don’t know him
Step line up meet the bridge find the line tow the tempo seek the melody
But I don’t know him
It’s a sad wake up every morning
I tell you a tale where I’m loved and
Well now I’m disabled asleep or awake but at least one of them listens
I could croon all day my love for him
Blow him a kiss
It doesn’t get any sweeter
This enternity without you
I’m still waiting but who are we kidding anymore
Waiting for who? What exactly?
Perhaps I am one
Only loved by the gods
And we’ve already come to our conclusions about their existence or lack there of
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I am so intensely jealous
The one thing I wanted
The thing I worked so hard for
And it just comes to you like it’s already yours
And I have never heard a whisper
How many more times do I have to wish I could just…
Be not invisible
Just for a second
If he could see me
But he doesn’t see me, he never sees me, but he sees you and that’s how the universe works
I’m here and invisible
And you’re there and I’m here invisible
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Dear universe
Why is there always a moth in my house?
Well seldom in the true winter
But any time after April and before November
There is a moth
Do they want to die around me?
Do they like me for some reason?
Why? And how?
How did the moth get through the series of three closed doors it takes to get in here?
Determined to die?
Why?
Dear moth I wish you were outside.
Living.