Poetry

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

  • The days roll by and I scream
    Wait stop!

    But the time keeps flowing undaunted to my cries

    Time passing so quickly yet there are times when it slows to nothing

    If only I could harness it

    If only I could own it

    What would I do, where would I go,

    Complete freedom of time

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  • What did I do?

    I said I did it I didn’t say it was good

    I said I did it I didn’t say it was good

    What’s good?

    Bees are good

    Hardly a bee

    Though it stings more than once in too many places to name

    Such secret whispers into nothing

    What happens when eyes pour over and suddenly

    See it?

    Christ.

    We open our mouths in quiet ways

    Only in word are we alive

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  • Like a tiny locked room in my heart

    You can’t come out, but I can come find you

    Empty in the darkness until the light shines through

    But wasn’t it lovely?

    Don’t you wish for more?

    Unsightly sights in a mind tricked into longing

    However long the long nights of wanting

    The door is locked

    The key is still in my hand

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  • I wished for you

    There was a shooting star

    So I wished for you

    But you’re still not here

    Is this thing on?

    I said I wish you were here

    In that moment of seeing the end of a journey

    How many thousands of years?

    Lights

    Goodbye

    I wish

    You were here

    And I wish you could find me

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  • I can’t stop it,

    This impending doom,

    This end for millions.

    I can kick and scream and struggle but in the end

    They’ll die

    And in vain they will perish,

    Emptied from the Earth in all unceremonious endings

    She won’t shed a tear or say goodbye

    She’ll go back to her chemistry station and work up something else

    But I will miss them

    The wanderers

    The children

    The lives

    They will be ended

    And I’m powerless

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  • I don’t want you to pity me, when I tell you I miss him

    I don’t want you to look at me with that twisted

    How could you

    Like I’ve done something wrong

    I know I’ve done something wrong in missing him

    I…still miss him though, don’t I?

    And yes he did and yes he would and no I don’t actually want him anywhere near me

    Don’t you look at me like my twin’s head finally sprung from my body

    Know what I’m missing

    Know what I wish I still had

    Know what is gone from my life

    And that I really like spicy food

    Don’t judge me for missing him

    Know that something I had is gone

    Know I don’t even know what it was

    Know I don’t want to go back again and again I just

    Miss him

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