Poetry

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

  • I wonder if I’ll ever hear back from head office about my break situation?

    I wonder why I’m not a person worthy of making accommodations for?

    It’s not fair that I jumped through their hoops and they get to say nothing for weeks after

    It took them seconds to take my hours away

    Like as much as I dislike my manager I would never try to do something that undermines her ability to get paid and work

    But she swept in and took away my hours and kept it that way for months without any sense of even an apology

    If she owes me no such things then I owe her no such respect.

    As my first act as your manager I’m going to cut your hours and make you pay to get them back

    Like fuck you lady

    Fuck around with a disabled person’s livelihood?

    You’re a monster

    You’re a monster on corporate crack

    I don’t even know what to do now

    I did what they wanted I paid for their form to be filled out

    I sent it back to them

    I thought that was it

    No

    Two weeks later

    Nothing

    I have to call to check

    I have to remember to give up my free time on my day off to chase down my corporate grandma to beg for my hours back

    I’m livid

    But I can’t do anything because I’m a cog

    It must be nice to be able bodied

    Not have to force your body to work passed its abilities only for the company you were trying to work hard for and accommodate to refuse to accommodate you

    Where do I even go from here?

    I have no recourse

    I can’t do anything to help myself

    What do I do?

    I can’t go work at just another job, this one took half a year to get

    I have so many fucking needs that so many jobs can’t meet

    Won’t

    This one was meeting them

    This store was working

    What do I do?

    Google, job won’t meet accommodations?

    Probably get told to get a lawyer I can’t afford?

    Being disabled is just such a chore

    I’m so busy with this chore I can’t do other ones

    It’s over

    My relaxed few months

    I have to get back up and go back to clawing my way through

    For a little while there I was well off enough to take care of my mental health better than I have been

    I don’t think I’ve thought about the ultimate escape since August

    If I did it was a short moment and I lived through it

    Maybe contemplating returning to this

    But now what?

    I don’t know now what

    I don’t know

    It’s just a never ending problem I have to deal with

    Being disabled

    Anyone who thinks I chose this is crazier than I am

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  • Got myself a Chinese virtual pet

    No English option

    So naturally I’m like, yeah, I’m gonna learn the menus, but in Chinese

    I already know random characters

    And when I read my name

    I may as well have thrown a party

    Hey y’all, I can still read my name!

    Obvious ones I still know

    And some I know from Japanese

    Forgot to put the microwave on

    Stuff like that happens and I worry

    But I can still read my name in Chinese right?

    And I’m still learning Japanese

    And apparently I’m going to conquer these menus

    There’s a cute little early November storm blowing through

    I am nervous

    I don’t want to actually disappear

    Can’t even remember to set the microwave

    I wonder if this storm has any bite

    There have been small rumblings

    They’ve come in and out

    Tiny micro storms

    The trees are swaying

    Is this leaf falling weather?

    Fall, you have to tell the trees it’s Fall and give them time to turn orange first

    You can’t just vague Fall your way through September, have window opening weather in October, and then mid October just

    Bam

    So many sirens today

    The space is insistent today

    Everything seems to be about something being there

    Meanwhile I’m boredly teaching myself some Chinese

    It doesn’t feel like there’s anyone there

    No one visual

    Object permanence

    Tugging at senses

    A boom in the distance

    Who knows

    I wonder what the rain says today?

    Who are we crying for?

    It’s pouring

    October rain

    Yeah apparently I’m studying Chinese again

    That “how do I say “it’s raining?”” point of language acquisition

    Maybe I’ll give Korean another shot too

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  • I’ve been preoccupied

    You would think I have everything

    It looks like it

    But I don’t want things

    This amassment

    And my horde of devices can keep me busy all day but they’re not a conversation

    The Rain is falling

    Thought I’d have stars tonight

    The weather can’t decide one hour to the next

    Fall with no focus

    We have ADHD Fall

    Fall is hyper fixated on something else

    I wish I could be hyper fixated on a person who also had interest in me

    I’m not the type of person to aim for another person

    That word wouldn’t translate

    Stupid language barrier

    The rush of a song I feel in tune with

    I want to be more than a whisper in this world

    Being invisible is maddening

    I used to imagine it

    ‘Course I got some watered down bullshit version of it

    I can’t rob a store without being caught

    But I don’t exist

    I go for hours without being thought of

    Days?

    The only one thinking of me is me

    And they’ve insisted I’m delusional

    That I can’t be a sound witness to anything

    Do I exist at all?

    If I stop thinking will I cease to exist?

    Unperceived

    Oh I’m just making up words today

    English doesn’t have enough

    I said with a wry grin

    The Ocean isn’t far away

    Yet I haven’t seen it

    The down side of not taking the public bus

    I’d like to see it

    I wish I could have an Ocean view

    I just want to watch it

    Ideal setting

    A small hut in the forest by the shore

    There might be bears wandering around

    I’d like to see them but I also would not like to see them

    So many thoughts in one person

    I can’t keep them straight

    Am I holding in a breath waiting for myself to stop thinking?

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  • I’m trying not to sink back into it

    The feeling of thinking of you

    I know it’s for nothing

    All these songs that get you amped up

    Saying things like turning dreams into reality

    It must be nice to have something to dream about

    It’s pointless for me to dream of attaining things

    Attaining is somewhere else

    Not here

    And the wind is running through the trees

    If you close your eyes this is paradise

    And I’m just fine

    And right now I am

    But I’m already watching me when everything goes back to normal and I’m hopeless again

    Through my fingers

    What do I do?

    If I’d thought of this before maybe this would be different

    But I can’t exist in any moment but this

    For all I see the future coming head on

    I look away and pretend and then it’s now

    Hedonistic

    But just, like, enough to not go insane, you know?

    And I keep finding out new and horrible things about my disease

    In my fantasies I’m not disabled

    And that’s the fantasy

    It even tries to break into my dreams

    It’s funny it took the disability years to break through the dreams

    Besides the weird dreams I have where I’m catatonic

    But the tattoo took mere weeks

    I was showing it off to a store person in my dreams

    I could do without any more packages from the gods

    Sometimes I wonder what the Universe is harvesting from us

    What purpose stars pose

    It’s all as integral or unimportant as any other thing in this space yes?

    The clouds are blocking out the moonlight

    Ah back here

    It’s good, right?

    These little unimportant bits of information I get?

    I miss the stars

    It feels less like I’m talking to myself when they’re visible

    I’m so far away from ideal

    And I’m not even as bad off as most of the population

    Screaming perpetually into the deep

    Animals fighting in the night

    Me too, animals

    I don’t know what for

    Can I love with half of me and detest with the other?

    I need to drop it

    This torch

    What a time for this song

    Can I send you some good vibes?

    Wherever you are

    I’m still here

    Just as always

    I’m always at the back door

    Stuck here

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  • Why do I always love things everyone hates?

    Not everything I love is what everyone hates

    But damn, I pick them

    I don’t even know I do

    I like this thing

    And then someone comes along to tell me how hated it is

    Sorry

    Again, I guess

    Today was tame

    People are back to buying stupid amounts of stuff

    But it’s the season

    And a bunch of things that our store was doing have once again been changed against our favour

    My ability to give discounts has basically been gutted

    And now I have to say no to customers

    And I still haven’t heard anything about my accommodations

    That they took away because it was “against store policy”

    Forced me to get a form filled out for them

    But they’ll take their time now that they have it

    By the way the accommodation was me getting two fifteen minute breaks two hours apart instead of a thirty minute break

    They’ve decided this is undue hardship

    And my manager hates me as much as I hate her

    Good

    Saw her roll her eyes when I reminded her I needed to be off at exactly 2

    Because I have a bus to catch that won’t wait and may come early

    It was over walkie, so she didn’t see me seeing her

    She was off yonder and I just so happened to see

    It’s funny she’ll remind me I have to clock in at exactly 10, but I’m off at 2 and before this I was often not getting to clock out until 10 minutes later

    And they don’t pay you for 10 minutes

    So bye bye my time, but yours is sacred?

    Fuck you and the institution you stand with

    No concern for how my time has value

    Or that I have a life to live after my shift

    Man, life is fucked

    I wish I could say this to her face

    Into the web with it

    My life and my time are not important to the business

    So why exactly am I supposed to be loyal to this thing?

    And she’s making fucking 3 minute long speeches over the walkie about increasing loyalty, while I’m stuck waiting for her to shut the fuck up so I can get a price check for one of those god damn loyalty customers!

    You people are a cancer on the stores you claim to run

    These stores run in spite of and despite you

    Customer and employee alike hate you, head office, hate you, corporate bootlickers

    Like fuck off I could do my job just fine for the year before your crusty ass took over store manager

    But apparently increased sales wasn’t a good enough sign that things were going fine

    It just wasn’t enough, was it?

    Fuck

    I don’t know, I started somewhere and now I’m here

    And now I’m here, what am I doing here?

    You don’t even know where I am now I haven’t described it

    This isn’t where I want to be

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  • I need to remember to do things for me in the morning the day before

    Morning me is incapable of doing anything but routine.

    Keep forgetting my headphones

    Another day of work

    Simultaneously Thanksgiving

    Can’t do Thanksgiving

    I’m thankful I had a few months of reprieve from a worse hell than this

    But I don’t really know how to be thankful when the end is staring me in the face

    And there are so many people with nothing

    It feels cruel to think oh I’m so thankful for this that other people don’t have

    Like I can’t be grateful without everyone having their needs met

    Because otherwise I’m rubbing it in their faces

    People, my aunt, have told me I need to be grateful for what I have in my country

    Despite great inequality and disabled people being funneled towards MAID

    They want to add or added people who want to commit suicide

    See, we can’t afford proper mental healthcare

    Or a world that doesn’t cause mental health problems

    But if you want to die, we pay doctors to help!

    It feels so fucked up, and yet, no one is stopping it

    The trees have turned, most of them

    Fall and the harvest and all that

    I’m already saying my thanks for the Fall veggies I’ve been eating

    Me, eating vegetables!

    Sorry that just stopped happening about 10 years ago now

    Don’t know if I’ll be able to afford it this week, my meals

    I suck at preparing for my own future

    The present and the past are sort of where I live.

    Just really really need someone who can help me figure out living I guess

    I’ll never know though

    I’ve been floundering for a while

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