Poetry

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

  • I still think of you uselessly

    I still think of you pointlessly I think of you and think

    How pointless

    I think of thinking of you

    This has nothing to do with you

    What are you doing here?

    I slip and trip and fall down this decline into nothingness

    Slowly making my own way down

    Down down

    I think of you

    And it starts

    It doesn’t come quiet

    It comes screaming in

    Him

    Why?

    I’m wasting so much time

    He doesn’t care

    There’s no point to this

    He won’t be there

    He’s taken

    He wouldn’t be here if he wasn’t

    There’s something wrong with me to think this way

    How could I think this way

    Down, do you see me falling down?

    Tripping down?

    Slipping slowly

    I think of you

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  • I keep having this dream

    This repetitive dream

    He comes to me

    Holds my face

    Pets my hair

    Stares me in the eye with his own bright and clear

    He comes and says

    You’re beautiful

    You’re beautiful

    Don’t forget you’re beautiful

    It whispers in through the day

    A flash of his face the feel of his hand on my cheek

    And since I’ve seen this dream those around me keep following the theme

    That I’m beautiful

    Bewildered and confused I wake thinking he’s crazy

    Who ever he is

    He can make the people say to me

    You’re beautiful

    The strange power

    Of the man of my dreams

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  • I don’t have to drag myself anymore

    What spreads the ink across the floor

    Not under or over just slick and across

    The darkness spreads out

    Its lightness no more

    As it feeds into the empty spaces we feel a cold and feign embraces

    And I hear you speak a different day

    No words to say no words to say

    This empty mind filled with scrap

    Can’t

    Won’t let me take it back

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  • The twins are setting and as they do I feel that familiar odd goodbye every time I see them

    The man and his dog went over the hill so fast I couldn’t keep hold of them long enough to realise what month it is

    And what month is it indeed

    Drawing old pictures in the sky in hopes of

    Finding a familiar face

    Fifteen or so feels just right

    The others acquaintances

    Those I can’t see strangers

    And then I wish that every person I could see could be

    As familiar as a star

    If I just knew that by looking at them I could get to know them better

    Well then my friends wouldn’t be stars

    They may be people

    They may be people

    Maybe

    Just the word

    Goodnight silent Gemini, you’ve been beautiful

    The places you’ve been

    The places you’ll go

    I’ve returned to the boys of the summer

    I’m gone

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  • So Boss God

    Boss Boss

    Big Boss

    Whoever the boss of bosses is

    I got fired from a terrible job

    And walked into a place to shop

    And got a better job

    Without doing anything

    You, you rock you

    You rock

    I didn’t get rocked this time

    Love you

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  • As we continue speeding through life

    Opposite shores

    I wonder what the point of it all was

    This big build up to nothing

    The Biggest Let Down of 2019™

    No, just kidding

    My sick little baby died

    Sorry you’re second place now

    Yeah so my girlfriend

    Girlfriend

    Girl friend

    Gurl frend

    So your

    Your girlfriend

    I’m choking on my own throat again

    The word

    I don’t know what you did to it but this word hurts

    I don’t know how you did it but this word hurts

    Please don’t say this word anymore

    And just like that I’m tears and quakes

    Through myself I try to explain

    I don’t know him

    I need him

    He’s never coming

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