Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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If only if only
I find myself wishing I could repeat it
I’m not the one wanting to hurt you
I’m not the one wanting
But useless
How can I see through fair eyes only this world that isn’t what I meant it to be?
You, and You
You make me, in wanting to reach you, cut out little shapes in the paper and throw the dust upon you
Happier skies over there over there
So near yet far beyond ever coming within my grasp
I imagine our first meeting
As you revealing it’s not our first meeting
Implied reading
The way there’s no time
And you had no time for me
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Expectations and pretences dripping
So there
So there
Would that have been different if this is the same?
Welcome
Oh welcome
Let me adorn you with praise and acceptance
While you decide how I should behave a live and react
Welcome welcome
Just another person who thinks they know the me
So there
So there
The backwards mirror
Showing me how it feels
When I already knew
Is this karma or just how my life goes?
Demanding
Always of me
Yet if I was to make demands they shut off shun me speak their cruel barbs and leave
So there
So there
Yet if there was one thing to be learnt it is that no matter what
It’s just people soliciting you for their own self indulgence
So there
So there
If only you were fucking kidding me
I tried to come with no pretences
They find me
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The first days in a new sky
The worst and most uncomfortable
When missing Sirius
When missing Orion
When the twins no longer say good morning and goodnight
Sitting under the light the night is far away
His brightness should be enough I shouldn’t stray
Yet I find myself wandering still
Seeking other lights under his glow
Does he seek my wanting?
Does he seek my loving?
Even now over my shoulder
He’s found his way onto the screen
Blinding me backwards
Stubbornly reaching my eyes despite my about face
Sol though Sol
My daylight companion
One
And then millions
Can’t you hear their chorus?
Does your light shine too bright to see them?
Do you recognise
Do you see the lights?
In daylight I still know they are
They are
If they aren’t they will be
Somewhere a swan a bear a spoon
I’m dreaming of winter skies
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Bore does that which old men wrote in closed rooms with inked quills
Old words stolen whence in histories lost the crime is overlooked
Greatness in theft
Greatness in deception
Greatness in repetition
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Star light star bright
The first star of the night
Arcturus shines as the waning light
Plucks the starlight into sight
The nose of the bear stretches across the sky
The first night’s stars to meet the eye
Turns waiting Eastward to try
To get the first look at the moon
Whose fullness will be rising soon
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People who get me
But how easy am I to get?
How many of the secrets I never say paint their way into a dark canvas, covering the colour and dissolving them?
How can I be sure what is temporary what is real?
All I see is the right now
But my panicked, tired, mind
Shows me horrors from tomorrow
It’s just a day away
Yesterday’s gone along with the feeling of feeling known
I remain unknown
Darker feeling creeping in underneath the tapestry created by
Shooting smiles all around
This thick black ink I cannot escape
Slowly drinking the colour away
Right beside you
Another day