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 always
Always
Shrunk away from him
From the moment it all started
His music makes my skin crawl
His presence makes me run to the one crawling in my skin
Now I just look despondent at the place he never is
And I point backwards
I went through that whole list of things I loved
Many other greats slipped past my fingers
But every time he came
I folded in
Now I just look despondent at the place he isn’t
Because they told me
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The day I bought my guinea pigs
I dreamt I was in a different living room
Where there was my couch up against a wall
One the middle seat
Sat comfortable on the hide of a long dead cow
Was a capybara
He sat sitting
And by this I mean picture a middle aged man whose gut precedes him who is sat on his leather couch at the end of his day, legs wide open so the end seats are limited
Arms splayed over the backs of the cushions on either side to punctuate his ownership of the giant dead animal stuff with dead trees and stuffing
Strewn about the couch cushions and on the floor
Tens of guinea pigs
I wasn’t me
I wasn’t a person
I don’t know if I was there
The piggies never saw me, but for the entire short dream
King Capybara set me with a look
I remember his look
It was like
These are yours now
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When you log in to Facebook
You learn your brother had his wisdom teeth out
Your other brother has a shoulder injury
You learn your mother picked out a wedding dress without including her children
You learn all the things no one could be bothered to tell you
A treasure trove of the life you’re missing
Not a part of
An observer
Instagram
Is a place I go to stare at people I don’t know having a far better time than me
I go to check on the one I love and look at him and try not to cry and remember when scrolling through his account was like
This is just the beginning
Soon I’ll be able to tell him everytime I see him how I feel
No
Twitter is where I go to pretend I have friends
Twitter is where I go to pretend any of these famous people give a flying fuck about me
All the while sitting here
No call
No messages
No updates no
Do you want to come over and keep your injured siblings company?
Just go!
You might say
But my mother always taught me I wasn’t welcome until I was invited
And I’m not
I’m not invited to the life they live without me
I’m not invited to life
They say
If you love someone then let them go
Bye-bye
Tash Lindsay Mum Hilary Mom Trystan Colwyn Devon Meghan Wade Kevin Sasha Sophia Amber Mike Matt
They don’t come back
Sometimes they come along and say
We should meet up!
What they mean is
I’m bored with my box right now, but there’s no way we’re meeting up
Goodbye
And the life I lead
Is alone
I wake up
I feed and water my fluffy piggy friends
I go to school/work
I go home
Minimal interaction with classmates
Customers aren’t people
Coworkers are coworkers
And then I go home
And I do so alone
No one calls on the phone
No one
No one messages me
The last message I received is dated March 2
Before that February 28
26
25
24
19
18
13
12
January 29
27
22
15
December 25
Do you want to know that I adopted animals to save my life
Selfish
Did you want to know how much I want to die but I will never abandon them
Do you want to know that every day I live
Watching other humans interacting
Friends
Family
Phones
They often travel in packs
Or I see them fervently typing messages to those who aren’t present
I wish I could do that too
If only when I’d come and said
Joshua Ramsay you are the only person I have left
If he’d believed me
Joshua you’re all I have left and I never had you to begin with
I have nothing
I am nothing
When you let what you love go
It runs away
And never returns.
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I’m falling apart
I can’t take the pain I’m standing outside thinking
I don’t belong here
I want to go somewhere
I’m so lonely come help
I scream to Sirius with a lump in my throat
The stars shine silently
Or, really,
They blaze and I don’t know what sound waves do in space but I can only assume they’re quite loud
But from here there is silence
I’m beyond saving
No one tried to help me because I’m beyond saving they just gave up on me
And she had people fighting for her and she still did it and they loved her
No one loves me
No one wants me to stay
At least no one else has to see me on the floor of my kitchen sobbing
At least I’m the only one who has to experience me
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Why is it war?
Singing beside him
Slightly disconnected
We aren’t singing together
We’re singing different stories
It’s not the same song
I can’t quite relate
He’s coming back
So this means war
Pull out your jetpacks
Yeah I don’t know
I haven’t seen you in so long
So
So I stand on a castle of glass
Flying away to novae and washing the poisons into the celestial river
I listen to you breathe hoping you will continue to do so
Chasing you in a song you don’t sing
You don’t sing
He’ll never see
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彼の事考える訳ではない
There’s no way I’m thinking about him
書くまで意義あり
意義あり
To come as far as writing, I object
I object
逆ほど思うから
I’ll think until it’s reversed
どこまで思えば良い?
How far should I think?
どこまでがオーケー?
How far is okay?
そよ風ほど簡単
風ほど複雑
As simple as a breeze
As complex as the wind