Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Birthmark monarchy
Elder soldier
Younger soft and kind
Attendants attending
The city torn in half
The previous ruler a terrifying person
Lost in the sands of a desert that was once a promised land
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Come here a second
Can you hold a promise?
No I know you don’t care
For promises I drop
But shut up a second
Just shut up
I don’t care that you don’t care
I know when you’re around
I know the sights and sounds
Ch’
You say
But you just said you love me
With the bird humming past as you ran into view
Hello
Let’s carry this promise
I don’t know why
I don’t even really want to really
But I touched my mother briefly and she despaired again
お父さん?
I gave up on having one
Let’s carry this promise
To never again
Add to the ribbons
On my arms
Because exactly
Because it makes my mothers sad
Can you carry it with me?
Should we set it on fire?
Do you feel the heat as she knows I know?
That’s we.
You put me first and I’m not used to it
I don’t think I ever will be
I’m sorry, not.
They keep proving it’s not a dream.
I think your monogamy
No, apologies
My monogamy
Tripped me up I’m good now
They love me
I’ll make you a promise just for you
What’s the price of a promise?
You fucking dick I don’t know.
Nah it’s okay I’ll keep crazy
Mercury likes crazy.
Daniel?
That’s a name.
RIGHT HIS NAME WAS DEAN
Thanks Hermes.
Yeah.
Just like that.
情報交換
He says
Shut up I love you
And now I don’t have to worry about
Who else he may say it to
Because it’s true
That you can love more than one person truly
You get one because you want one
I’ll keep the crazy
Because somethings outside of me I can’t explain fully
Love me.
I can hear them dancing in the place where we meet
The dark
The club
The places you will never reach.
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We’ve put too much sense of the world in our sense of writing
Things like what goes up must come down
Hello leads to goodbye
Fire is fire
Water is water
I want to write somewhere where it’s not so
Up can stay up
Happiness doesn’t have to lead to sadness
The moments the loneliness comes in
He breathes past my ear
Maybe I’m on Mars exploring with the Rovers
Maybe I’m on Mercury
He says what goes up must catch flame and burn in the sun
Maybe I’m on Venus where it doesn’t matter if you’re up or down you’re burning alive in acidic rain
Sulphuric acid
Maybe I’m with Jupiter
Hanging out on Io, erupting with Prometheus
Stolen fire bound to the rock by Zeus
Maybe I’m hanging from Saturn’s rings where there’s no up or down just cold rocks failed moons dead things
I don’t want to swim in the ocean trapped by the sky
I don’t want to know the time
I see you Omni
I know I named you that’s all I did that stuck
You can keep it baby, I love you
Mars had a laugh while I worried about the disappearance of him
What could happen to cause his secondary light to go out
Binary planets
Binary solar systems
Binary galaxies
Twins
I’d rather be anywhere but here
You say my head is up in the clouds
I say your world sense makes light of what and where I am
If the clouds are the nebulaeic sort
Perhaps
Or the dust of rings
Omni’s things.
Out and out
About Arcturus
Grumpy old man
Feminine lights with no name
Beyond into the nothing
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I don’t want to be here.
I wish I could fly away.
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What side of the road do they drive on
What side of the road do you drive on
Getting confused because shortly past it was opposite and before that in the ninth it was again.
Does it matter?
Left and right still exist everywhere
But once you lose the gravity of it all other sense loses meaning
Up down
North South East West
Minutes hours
February and October
Dark exists in light but once it’s light the light can’t exist in the dark because it would light it
But once the light can’t reach its dark again
But that’s not a true opposite
Just as when you turn off the light you’re not turning off the light
Your turned off things are still plugged in
There is still power flowing
It’s just not showing
So is it the absence that would make it truly opposite
The absence of life is death or is it antilife
Is life animate
Not always sometimes life is inanimate
Thus inanimate is not the opposite of life
And if it’s dead you’d assume it had life previously
But is the death the opposite?
Or merely a metamorphosis from one state to another
See the opposite of up is down
But once you’re off the ground
Once there is no ground
There’s no longer a sense of it
The opposite of a cat is not a dog
The opposite of love is not war
They exist with eachother
This the ancients knew well enough to lock them in a duel of two lovers who hate each other
Poetic
Are opposites poetic
The opposite of the sun is not the moon
It most certainly is a blackhole
Is it not?
Thus the opposite of life cannot be death because death is the acknowledgement that life existed it does not consume life
He consumes life
Death does not consume life
Death collects life in a box and remembers it fondly forever
Does death last forever?
Nothing else in this universe does
Even the universe ends eventually
What happens when they turn inside out?
The blackholes.
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Ardent articulate apes
Blindly bringing back
Chaos crying crises
Draining dreams dastardly
Enveloping earth eternally
From finding freedom
Grossly grinding ground
Hardly having harmony
Insensitive, inhospitable, injuring
Just justifiable junk
Knowing knives knocking
Lost lonely lovers
More musty music
Not noticing need
Only ones over
Populating private places
Quiet quandaries quickly
Responding raspy reefs
Still sulking sadly
Trying to tell
Utopic utilitarian underdogs
Varying vicious vales
Walking wandering waiting
Xylophone xmas xester
Your yard yells
Zebra
Unimportant letters.
Important people.
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Esoteric
However many, I will fall
Ringing freedom
Dawning fowl, rising falls
Intro nothing, alone in filing away the frittered memories.
Filling foul findings with sardonic satire slicing the soft succulent sadness
Alliteration all for the sake of it
A literal nothing
Waiting for everything
Need you
Want you
Can’t stand the thought of you in the pain
Can’t stand anymore
My
No mine
I want you but I know you already said never
And always he laughs in my face
Never say never
Don’t fucking dangle that carrot in my face
I hate hope
I hate hope
Hope can burn in hell
Hope has hell hospitalised hoping he’ll help
He won’t.
Hope is hell
Hope is hell
Hell is having harder harmonies harvested hardly happy
Dying dreary dropped dramas
I hate hope.
I love you.
But I already know
You said no
And I know how to take no for an answer.
Honestly, he does too.
But it’s not about the owl it’s about you
It’s about you
Everything is all about you
Oh
All about you