Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Inundation, frustration.
Solid like a cherry pit in my hand
Pit, bomb, bullet, arrow
Shot through the clouds to the sun
And the sphere appeared between the hole the clouds created
Not responsible
Not responding
Faithless grappling from one cliff hanging dropping tiny pebbles
Pebbles to the ground crashing down
Become a pit
And this moment you appear so beautiful
The star I can see
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And so it goes so it goes
My soul room filled with holes
In the place where I should find
Courage, strength, peace of mind
Swirling darkness in my head
There’s nothing here
Empty
Dead
Don’t have a place to reform
The place, there’s only now perform
It spirals quiet in the centre
There is no room for me to enter
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笑えないから
笑わないから
笑われないから
笑ってないから
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At night I feel restricted
Like there’s a roof over my head
There’s a roof over my head
We didn’t think
When we designed shelter
That we might need the stars to align
Ourselves
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Sometimes the wind rustles my hair like a great hand
And whispers
Don’t give up
Sometimes a butterfly floats past
No monarchs.
Which I said.
Oh great sigh I am going to be bored
Aren’t I?
Ah, well.
Bored between whatever this new thing is
Awkward unknown fumbling
Crazy no more
You poor pitiful thing
So wound up in the future
You didn’t see the present
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But no one has ever come for me
I mutter under my breath
Because it’s true
And the thought that someone could is beat down by
All the times that it was proven wrong
How many lonely nights ended in lonely mornings which ended in lonely nights
One time I believed that someone would come for me
And in the bypassing of those around me I know that isn’t true anymore
I am merely something you see that disappears when gone
No object permanence?
No that’s the impermanence of a person
The disappearing when they’re out of your eyes there is nothing to catch the disappearance
When no one is coming for me
I don’t have to worry
That someone will come for me
After all I must like being alone
It’s all I ever am
