Poetry

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

  • There is an owl off yonder

    Just hoot hoo hooing

    It doesn’t make a difference

    Not a difference does it make in the state

    That I’m in

    This state of being where I’m not where I want to be today yesterday this week month year

    I’m standing feet away from understanding what I’m left with after this

    Rude grabbing and holding of things

    There’s an owl out hunting and I, the human, am too busy thinking about my own problems

    How very typical of me

    No I insist

    As a human

    Wondering wandering to him leaving me

    Wondering

    How many times more will this happen before it’s over?

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  • The wripple of time in which two lives are led

    And only one story is relevant

    When the things that happened to you

    Don’t add up to their story

    When your life is looked at by

    The Boss

    And The Boss decides

    They just want it all to go away

    They don’t want to know what happened

    No matter the attack or the demons involved

    During the punch in punch out

    Punches thrown by strangers inbetween

    All your hidden demons must rest silent

    No one told them that

    Well,

    They don’t care.

    But They don’t care either

    Just be better

    Just fix it

    Suddenly all of your performance is written up

    Has panic attacks

    That’s one warning

    Has a physical disability

    That’s two

    And now I’ve signed away my right to fight back

    Because I wasn’t allowed to leave until I did

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  • I’m going on a journey

    Someplace

    Who knows?

    The mushrooms

    You eat them?

    I’m going on a journey

    It’s coming up behind me right now

    How long until I give up the fight?

    Why do I fight them?

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  • This is a set up

    This is a set up before the set up

    To the words that hurt

    Burn like fire

    The truth that hurts to hear

    Lands

    This is the reason I turn to the messenger with love

    While I sigh and say

    There really isn’t

    Anyone here for me

    Without turning to go

    In between waiting

    I miss him so I go

    Watching the screen for something

    My girlfriend

    There was a pause

    I thought

    At least I’m so high I can’t feel it

    This is the set up

    Followed by sex which feels like

    The emptiness is engulfing me

    There is no one here

    But you put them in my care

    Now I can’t go anywhere

    At least I can inhale ’till my lungs are sore.

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  • I remember when I looked at you and you said

    Why now?

    Why now?

    Just wait.

    Well you didn’t say it, but you did.

    I didn’t listen to you because I thought you were myself but I was right

    My love

    I was right

    I’m so glad you aren’t hurting back in time don’t get lost in nostalgia

    Love her right

    I will

    Love you

    I knew it

    Why didn’t you just…

    Ugh. You.

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  • Oh

    Haha

    Hahaha

    Oh my god

    Oh my god I was RIGHT

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