Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Pointless
Meaningless
Annoying
Awake in the pointless day
Asleep in the meaningless dreams
There has to be something more
All I have is time wasting
Pointless meaningless annoying time wasting
Oh and there he is again
Just there
For no reason but attempted light torture
How many more days before life becomes worth living?
I’ve never experienced romance
Could I just die instead of having it dangled infront of me with no way to get it
I don’t want to be where the people are anymore I want to live under the sea
No not in the sea
Under it
The best part is when I have helpful little thoughts like
I’m going to live my entire life without meeting him
Ànd here I was thinking I’d started the day without crying for once.
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Once, when I was in Brownies
There was a misunderstanding
The leaders prepared pudding with Oreo dusting and filled with gummy worms
They stuck a stem of mint in it, to give the pots the look of containing a plant
To create a reaction when the leaders started eating what appeared to ten year olds to be dirt
I had become excited at the idea of raising this plant
And when I found out it was dead, and dessert
I cried
When I returned from work yesterday my wonderful upstairs neighbour and landlord had left me a treat from her son’s party
We had been thinking about that plant
We laughed while enjoying the dessert we hadn’t been able to nearly two decades earlier
While sitting on the floor of our kitchen far away from any friends or leaders or my mother who was one of the leaders
If only for a minute
We were happy all alone
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The doe is dead
The sun rays dripping orange not gold
Me died too
Far away
So far away
And you lala about long lost
Tipping over the
Tripping over the
Tell me something I actually wanted to hear and maybe I’d be happy
But I don’t deserve that
I’m convinced I’ve said something terrible and unforgivable
I don’t know what that is though
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So goodnight you
Does it matter?
I don’t have anything I’d particularly like to replace this hole with
I don’t know if there’s anything that could be said worth saying
Falling silent into my own silence
There’s nothing to be saved here
Just the desolate remains of my love that didn’t reach far enough
I feel like the one watching from the outside
The cup says
Music lovers know the score
I don’t
Who’s winning?
I stopped looking when I settled into my last place where I stay because I can’t compete
If I’m in last place I have no enemies
And no one to step on
And the love lost lays dying
Or dead
It dies forever
Endless death
There’s nothing left to find here
Not without him
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Don’t speak
Keeps not odd
Non nights
No sound
The drip
Don’t speak
Because you’re
A coward
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Don’t want to open my mouth to look stupid
Keeping it shut to prolong the silence
Because he taught me well the silence
The emptiness that follows each exclamation
I love you
I need you
I want to see you
I need you
Did you hear me?
Did you…
Keeping it shut to ensure that such things will never leave.
Never leave.
Just please don’t leave.
Please.