Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Do you remember when I told you I’d love you no matter what?
Do you remember anything?
Or were you too high on drugs.
But I miss your way of being
But I don’t miss the mess
But I miss when it felt like we were working
And cuddling on the couch
I miss you
Why do I miss you?
I wish I could speak the words I want to at you and meet the person who used to listen when I spoke
I miss you hearing me
I don’t miss you hurting me
Why do I miss you?
You who never understood boundaries or personal items
Or how to keep a room clean for more than five minutes
You used to talk to my piggies
But you showed no respect for me or them
I’m sorry for myself
Sorry I miss you
I miss you
And I’ll love you no matter what.
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Why do bad guys always win?
Bruised and battered you continue
You continue but
They always win
You remember children’s stories about good people
You remember all these stories where the good guys win
But you look
And look
And look
And the bad guys
They win every time
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Thoughts fleeting
Flitting about
Stop saying it’s going to be okay
Because I know it will
But for now
It doesn’t stay to say its name or state its cause
Just torments quietly before it’s thought
Just lost in thought
Wish I could pull out of it
It’s anxious thinking
Think think think
I’ve had enough
Five little lives keeping my life
But the thoughts torment
Torment
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So, who do I talk to?
What do I say?
Who actually wants to hear it?
Five hundred more poems no one will read?
Yeah.
Because they always say talk to someone but they never say who someone is.
I’m sorry. You’re not no one. I’m sure you’re a perfectly pleasant someone.
But you’re no one who can help me.
I put up the front like I feel the winner
When in my mind all I hear is that I
That’s last place
Gotta just go on getting the start wrong
What makes it better?
Besides the crippling anxiety
The loss of employment
No possible immediate remedy for financial ruin
Dragging five life forms with me
Why does my mouth sew things I can’t hold up
Just going until I’m in a complete nothingness
Did this one to myself
Now who’s left?
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Come with me
Why don’t we live nowhere?
Where everything will be quiet
And the sounds will be wild
Let’s go live nowhere
Where the trees are older than everything
And the creatures haven’t seen something like you or me
Let’s forget the city and the lights
Let’s go live nowhere
With a few sheep
And a couple horses
Nowhere
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My secret conversations with the sun
Do you hear me out there
You can’t hear the car alarm go off
It’s so loud
To say that to space
Can you hear me?
If it doesn’t travel does that mean it doesn’t exist?
But you’re warm
And I could stay curled up next to you until the end of time