Poetry

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

  • He kept me awake again last night

    Another song stuck in my mind on repeat

    Singing about never ever ever

    Getting over her

    And I just lie there awake wondering why?

    Of all the songs that happened yesterday

    And that song didn’t even happen

    Would it be a miracle?

    If she just so happened to do the exact same thing and hecked off to do her own thing?

    Does she even know how beautiful he is?

    I wonder.

    No wonder,

    I don’t know a thing.

    But the songs keep coming

    Glimmering

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  • So all you do is you look at your thought 

    And you tell it to fuck off

    But before you do that

    You pretend you’re your own therapist and psycho analyse it until it cries

    Take every thought

    And kick it through the proverbial window and out into the front yard

    Not the backyard that’s how spirits get in

    Don’t even let it in the vacinity

    Get electric grass

    Invent electric grass and then get it

    So when your thought lands in the yard it dies from electrocution

    It’s smart grass it only electrocutes thoughts

    Thoughts are like dick picks

    You aren’t paying attention and then

    Woah there’s a huge one what the fuck is that thing doing there

    Am I suggesting we throw dick picks onto electric grass?

    Why, sure, this is imaginary land because we’re talking about brains so why the fuck not?

    Just look at your thought dead in the eye

    Learn it like you learn a person from their face

    Ask where it came from and then throat punch directly in its face

    That’s right, its face

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  • What do I really think?

    Could I even dare to say

    When all it does is hurt

    And make people go away

    They never want to hear

    What’s really in my heart

    Better keep it here

    Locked secret in the dark

    So many tiny things

    Just slipped by and ignored

    In search of all the options

    Just sometimes I get bored

    I see them all repeating

    Their today’s same thoughts

    Do they hear the echoing?

    Of their thinking yesterday?

    Or is it like a tunnel

    They don’t know which way

    Best to keep it secret

    Best to keep them safe

    Let the thoughts just settle

    Lest any of them chafe

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  • Trying not to let the lonely set in

    Feel it claw through my chest underneath my skin

    It only lasts for a little while

    I’d give anything to see a smile

    And it’s no good because I’m not ready

    House disheveled heart not steady

    Trying just to sing again

    Who do you love? Well, you, and then

    Take a breath I’m all alone

    Please find me and bring me home

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  • In the moonlight I danced

    Sway and sway

    Antares tricked me again again

    I wish to see your light aways away

    See where he hit you in the light of day

    So far away you spin and spin

    I can’t wait to see you again

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  • Just when I think I’ve found the answer

    But I’m not like these people either

    I’m not like other people

    I’m not like other girls on steroids

    But

    Why isn’t anyone drawn to me?

    They seem drawn to each other

    Are they all magnets and I’m not?

    Just positives and negatives meeting negatives and positives

    Or North and South

    The point is

    Am I not?

    Why am I so different from everyone else what is wrong with me

    I

    Wish people were drawn to me

    Like one of them

    Or him

    In the game of rich man poor man

    I always seem to be the great pauper

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