Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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The day to day that won’t just make it better
The activities around exist in a vacuum where they will cease
Cease and shine no more
Through the grey
Nothing wrong
Nothing right
Nothing right
Enjoyment is something for other people to experience
I whisper as I continue living this life
Chosen without knowing how choosing changes or doesn’t change everything
There’s no choice now
Another day will melt away
Empty
And welcome the next
As empty as the first
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Waiting around for the night time to come
It’s like waiting for the colour to bleed out of the world
Waiting for darkness
Waiting for your big shiny light to chill out for a damn second
So you can see several thousand more big shiny lights
They’re not so shiny
So tiny in the far far away
All that the day has is clouds who won’t fall
All it has is stingy clouds
All that has been is dry skies
Wind
Dry skies and wind
Which is fine if you don’t live in a rainforest
Daylight skies
Disappointed and yet
The clouds float by elsewhere to lie
And I must be patiently waiting
For the sky to meet my demands
The first star I always see because I know where to look
Oh darkness
Sweet darkness
This body has not had near enough of you
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Thinking about the people whose gaze you meet once
Walking by
In a car
On a bus
Maybe you smiled for them
Maybe you wanted to so badly
But couldn’t react fast enough
Maybe they were gone before your lips had the chance to hear
The thought
How many hundreds slip past?
Still they slip past
No thoughts of how the chances of your four eyes finding each other simultaneously is a one in billions chance
No matter two completely separate lives coming completely into sync for that one point five seconds
No lost sleep on how you both continue your day from that second on without another thought of eachother
Yet,
Perhaps complete strangers are your most common source of interaction
Maybe that one single view of one single person is more than you’ll see of anyone you know today
Perhaps that meeting of mutual sights confirms both disconnected existences
Just for a second
And then they’re gone
We don’t miss them
Yet
We try to catch the eye of strangers sometimes
What purpose does one point five seconds serve?
How much happier would you be if every meeting with a human turned into a meeting with a dog?
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Feeling so tired and out of control
Feeling so underwhelmed
Sitting under the evening sun
Wishing for a way around
So simple subtle silent pending moments
Not here or there
Not anywhere
Once it’s over what do we do?
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Inhale whisper your taste of regret
Trying to hide me sister?
Trying to hide me away?
Don’t get the whole without the half and half
Moon’s shadow
Lost Oracle
Nine fucking lives
Lives
Lihves not lighves
Oh text
Twixt
When in one rose there are two entwined
I said two
I said two
Oh dear sister
Fear you the claws or the teeth?
Fear not dwelling dark demanding
After it all
We still tried
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Hello
How are you today?
Today I am feeling within a world slightly off balance
Slightly right
Not sure it it’s so right
Hello
How are you today
Why does it feel like a demanding
Rather than an asking?
Effort aside
I just wanted to love him
How I wanted to listen to him
That’s my day
It’s far away
On shores
How are you today?
I’m afraid my pleasant interactions have implied you have a power over me
I will not be what you tell me to be