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