Poetry

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

  • How am I going to sort through this one?

    Jealousy

    Vicious instantly

    Staying out all night

    And saying “sorry” ’till it’s sun down

    How am I going to

    See now I just know I know you know

    And you probably know I know you know so

    You know

    Why?

    Very very sorry

    I ever thought I was good enough for you

    How could you do this to me?

    I don’t care about the actions of inaction there is an action in no action if there was not your actions taken while taking no action would cease to exist

    You’re a fucking

    You’re such

    I’m so angry at you

    Why did you do this to me?

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  • I had a dream

    I had a dream about

    I dreamt

    Oh for the love of God

    I remember enjoying it

    Despite the danger

    Scaling rooftops happened

    Long conversation with

    Best Friend™

    Talking with

    Lover™

    Like everything was okay

    Just being people

    Even though we were running away from

    Bad Guy™

    It’s always a nice house

    Wee bit of escaping

    Daddy™

    Wee bit of flying to where I believed

    Conversations about nothing

    The kinds you don’t remember

    The mutual acceptance that most of your time together will be forgotten

    Oh dear

    Dear brain

    I wish they were people I was meeting in my dream world who were real and I could find them

    Meet me in the dark

    That’s where I’ll be

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  • I’m hungry

    But I can’t afford it

    What if there’s money?

    He whispered.

    I looked.

    And there was.

    A look passed between us which has passed many times before

    Not a

    Did you see that

    But a

    We’re talking again

    And we don’t know where that takes us, any time. Merely wondering uncertain, until one of us whispers

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  • My only hope, that you only live once

    That this isn’t one of many more

    I plead with anything, just not one more

    To even think of any more of this even one more

    Every day like it is

    My psychic mind is tired

    My body can’t handle the strain

    The silence falls so heavily

    In the cold rain

    But the drops aren’t filled with sadness

    Until a sad air comes in

    Standing in the doorway

    Trying not to hear the pain

    Left within the darkness

    Lying in the coffin

    With no wish for another day

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  • Are you kidding me?

    What is this a symptom of?

    The system?

    How awful!

    How utterly awful

    Am I a cow?

    What sick mockery is this of one who has no one?

    Another strange tick on the

    Weird shit

    List?

    Depressing depressed

    How much more damaged could you make me before you finally let me be free?

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  • They’ve always been out of my hands

    Out of my hands

    Fate kept them out of my hands

    But now it’s there just beyond just beyond my fingertips

    What if it gives me the feelings I’ve never had or it makes me feel loved empty afterwards

    But a moment

    But now I have a question for ever after and masterpiece theatre

    And it’s how much was he using?

    Facial bloating noted

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