Poetry

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

  • 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

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