Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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I saw your eyes first
Never has I see a piggy with water
There’s fire deeper within
But I picked you
After picking you
It was almost my birthday
I wasn’t expecting a birthday
So I took home some babies
The first of the babies
The first of my strange new love
Such a strange relationship
And you agree quietly hiding away
Far away from me but
But when I’ve pick you up
Squeek squeek squeek
But you cuddle so close
You rest your little nose
Whisper your comfort
Yet there is this strange something
We both feel it
I see you feeling it
I’m in complete control
And you live no free life
But I know what you don’t
Dear Rue
You would be miserable elsewhere
You’re a grumpy little water balloon filled with fire
My beautiful grey piggy
I love you
I’ve loved you
I’ll love you
No comments on Ruby -
What am I going to do what am I going to do
I was working I was working it was an accident
I was working
I swear
It wasn’t on purpose
Don’t yell at me please don’t yell at me I just want to go back to work
I’m sorry please stop
I need you to stop
Please just stop
That’s what I remember from yesterday
But it won’t matter
It’s okay I knew it was going to happen the music told me so
I just don’t know why
Oh well
Working will be difficult
What else is new?
I want to go home
Can the piggies come?
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One more pointless action
Written in the dust
Disappearing disappointment
Dreading going back
Dreading going back
Bowing to the fight inside
Saying no more no mas
It’s not lust it’s love
It’s love
I swear it is
I just won’t die for you
Is that the catch?
I feel like it’s the catch
Artemis caught the catch and then sent tiny wild things
Now the birds laugh in the bushes
Messengers
Just another pointless action
Because I love you
But there’s this trench
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Some days the music just gets me
Some days it’s picking a fight
Ten thousand jabs in the dark not making it right
I can’t shake the feelings
I can’t get beyond
The feeling I’ll never again feel love
And out in the darkness
This cavern of fools
Not one of them gets me
No exception to the rules
And even if I could believe they aren’t at me
The words
You
The words
They get to me
Lost in my head all these tiny fears woken by words which enter my ears
And I think
Maybe I don’t deserve to heal
If it does then what’s the deal?
I think
No one will miss what I’ve lost as a gift
I wanted to cherish it
But now it’s dead like everything else
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The worst thing about love
Is I can love you
But you never have to acknowledge it
You never have to give it worth
Never more to leave here
My love becomes empty
Worthless meaningless
Once you have decided that my love is worthless
That is what it becomes
The worst thing about love
Is having to trust love with someone else
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Don’t say that
Don’t say you’re sicker than most
Not when I’m standing here
Not when I’m sicker than anyone I’ve met
Don’t tell me you’re so sick when I look at the spectrum
All those colours in the dark where I should be too
At least we’d be together forever more
Where was anyone when I fell and couldn’t get up?
Besides trapped on the other side of the screen?
I didn’t get up I didn’t get up I learned to crawl
No one noticed at all
So who am I to judge?
I’m just more sick than anyone knows
Because it all just stays
Right here in my head