Poetry

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

  • 単純ね?人間って。

    You made me a rainbow and now I forgive you for a moment.

    人間ってバカだね?

    You whisper surprise

    Like it was for me.

    If I could give you rainbows I would.

    I’m still mad.

    But, I like rainbows.

    人間って

    可愛くねーよ

    Small and short lived

    虹だって言ってるの?

    Not reading what just happened.

    Every rainbow is a moment when Sun, Rain, Cloud, and Sky

    Worked together to create it

    Perhaps it would be unfortunate if there wasn’t someone to see it.

    Don’t fear the storms you call.

    Just fix what you can.

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  • If you’re down it’s not because you’ve fallen from a pedestal

    It’s as if no one can see the other side of anyone to think that

    In this ripping waves of the tide

    Grabbing my attention further than

    Could you wait to say words like that until I know why you’re even here

    In the lopsided sadness the darkness doesn’t fade to light

    If you woke me up to see the sunrise I did

    Stay*

    Did they not expect me to run to the door?

    Singing the guitar to the sun and the

    Signal to the stars

    What could the better of the lens be?

    The story I came for the reason to be created

    The story that is the reason I came.

    The story that I came for the purpose to create.

    Awkward clunky translations because they don’t speak together

    The cats have started to come out.

    Go and come back.

    I wanted to see you.

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  • Somehow silence is more good than speech

    He’s been good to me in holding back all the awful things he should have to say to me

    But I still get lost and need to hear him

    I can’t explain it and I won’t because I feel like

    Easy

    So easy

    But the difference

    It’s not a difference though

    One has more emphasis on the differ

    Than the feren

    I drink every night to your continued success

    Don’t go there

    Undo the ties and whisper something else

    I’m lonely

    So here’s another day

    Spent away from You

    Another night spent on an Ocean Avenue.

    And my heart? I hope to die.

    I hope it dies.

    But what could be mattered

    Why do I need it

    Make is something else because by the end I’m right back where I was

    Higher

    If my beating heart is the bet

    I hope Hermes loses.

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  • I simply care not to think about that which cannot will not won’t not happen

    How did there end up being no fight in me to go towards the desires

    Cursed desire festering nothing but pain and bitterness

    And how come could you not tell before the end of the beginning how much a toy is worth to a god with few toys?

    If only the snow would fall to the ground and whisper the sleep back into the world for one more day

    Stay stay

    And then play in the wonder of once a year

    Even if I’m screaming even now the skies cannot hear my wants

    Like a child screaming to the rain his want for it to cease

    The rain has already fallen and cannot thus be stopped by petulant childish whinnings

    Why cannot I borrow from I?

    Instead shuddered by hills of silence.

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  • Am I mad?

    Of course I’m mad you planted in my mind all the things to ruin everything

    I just want to know what the bet was so I can decide who wins it

    Hiding under over behind your blanket that never touches the screen

    I don’t want to know which of you started it but I know

    It’s just like you to fuck around with someone’s life for fun

    When did you get permission to bother me?

    How am I supposed to believe what you say?

    Bother do I mean interfere attempt to recourse

    And yet I feel the less sinister of the two

    Don’t tell your daddy he may get mad

    Throttled laughter

    Such things you do in the dark when you have nothing to lose

    But I have nothing to lose and I still have nothing to lose

    Just nothing

    So much nothing

    Let go of nothing

    And show you a self that is how I am

    From the outside not in

    It’s all from the outside battering

    I can’t let anyone next to me

    Hey so I saw Will today

    Thanks for the heads-up

    Because one sees I’m angry and says

    Of course you are. But you’ll love me later anyways.

    And the other

    Starts trying to burn away the clouds to prove he’s not hiding

    I can’t with you two, honestly.

    Gods I love you fucking assholes.

    I’m mad,

    I’m so mad.

    Fifty fucking thousand silvery lights in the distance can sing in unison with the madness I portray by being fucked around by your fuckery

    But it’s my life

    So it’s fine

    At least it’s not boring

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  • Singing in the store room of an old art gallery

    What song what song in the dark?

    He flinched when I touched him

    Don’t remember what happened after I hugged him

    Beautiful artist singing in the art

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