Poetry

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

  • 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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  • What a dream

    I enjoy playing the fool

    The person who says what everyone thought but never ventured forth

    To say

    The way I spoke it another way in a way

    That brought a tuna on stage

    Side note though I subconsciously went for mermaid immediately

    And I would totally love a tuna

    I would love the fuck out of a tuna

    Why do they not see a love that just loves I wonder?

    Must ears really be penises? This isn’t some crafted Disney scene where the artist got bored and brave

    He was just writing

    Ah well

    The fool I play

    I’m not seeing a dark and sexual tone mostly

    Dumb love falling people in love

    Ah well I am after all only a fool

    What a dream though

    I wish I could wake to love

    At least I’m not Hippolyta

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  • I stare into empty message spaces thinking

    Do I want to?

    Or even more often

    What do I do?

    Silence follows

    The fault in the silence is loneliness

    Like a hand presses from inside my face

    My head hurts

    Where do I start or start or even know where trust is?

    He wished this life on me

    He wished this life on me

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