Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Maybe it’s karma
Maybe it’s an unfortunate accident
Maybe it’s just life
Maybe
But it hurts and I am exhausted
But I can’t see past the edge of my pain
But it’s all so heavy all the time
Wish there was a way to stop it
Wish there was a wish
Wish someone could see the pain and know it’s not a lie
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I’m just thinking six different things at once
What
You don’t have six trains of thought all running at the same time?
You don’t fucking have that?
Sorry that was the mad one
The moon is out shining
Venus calling she’s setting with the twins
Trying to remain upright
Right?
Colourful dreams unseen spread over the thin paper fabrics
It became hard to prove the unproven
Proved difficult to believe
Banking away tomorrows never coming
And don’t get me started on the cheapness of this thing
I keep thinking I want it all
But only a kiss
And my stomach is sick
But what am I? Me in this mess.
Heartsick
Just fine
God I’m tired
So many thoughts unheard
Words
So many words
She sings me lullabies
The moon is out tonight
Lost with no melody
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Rain, blessed.
Falling so gently so lightly
Yet rain
The puddles are almost gone
Yet rain
The rainforest cries for the rain for the forest
How we miss the summer rains
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I’m feeling water on my face
From the fountain four metres away
You’re worrying about me
And it’s foreign
The water the worry
A person who has me on their mind
I find
It’s hard to grasp to collect the thought this thinking about someone else thinking about me
One to win one to lose
Tick tock
All I know how to do is love
I’ve never been loved before
I know it’s not time to start now
Best the slumbering remain
I feel the fountain on my face
But it’s so far away
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The awning swings
Hiding things
Keeping away what must be hidden
And allowing things now bidden
If only there was a cover for my thoughts
That they didn’t wander back to you over again
Again
I need a memory of a time
Much simpler than this
And in bliss
We all watch it go down burning
So exhausting
All this talk and
No matter my own stand
I can’t fix it I can’t help it I can’t
I just go home defeated
She’s my mother I love her
Why don’t you?
I want to ask people.
She’s literally on fire can you please love her?
And you never being here
And soon she won’t be either
Not as she is now
Not as you are now
Another day goes by
My blue light
If only you were here to see it
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I see the fantasy
Of us meeting
Warm loving
Always a simple script
It’s always you
Always you
And then it fades away and I feel the feeling
The fantasy feeling the
I wrote you so many letters
The
I know
But it’s so right anyways
It falls away the feeling that feeling
To back to reality
To black to
The end of the play the actors did so well clap clap clap
Meet again at 2:30 for the “first message” fantasy
Well isn’t it?
Always you
It’s always you
I’m so sorry
The chuckle and
It’s okay
How can it be? I think as reality grabs back again.
How can it be?
I keep wishing us well together
But the fantasy fades
There’s no hello