Poetry

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

  • It’s fine

    It’s fine because no one is coming and no one is ever coming

    It’s fine because I’m yours to do with as you please

    And you please to put me away in the dark where I’ll never see the light

    It’s fine because no matter what happens it’s the wrong person walking through the door and the bed will still be cold and I will still be cold

    Until I wake up after the broken fever and everything is too hot and I’ll be too hot

    It’s fine because it doesn’t matter what anyone does I’ll still be here just wanting some love

    Like an orphan who already had too much

    Greedy tiny hands who just want some more

    Too much

    How much do I have to drink to make this stop hurting and that stop moving

    And me just stop

    It’s fine because I always fail and no matter how hell this is I’m still here

    So it’s fine

    Because I can’t go anywhere

    And no one is coming.

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  • I don’t want to be alone tonight

    But I’m just mad they aren’t you

    I just want anyone to come and make me feel alive

    But they still aren’t you

    I don’t want to move on or try again or find someone else

    Because they won’t be you

    Don’t want to fall for anyone or get attached or believe in tomorrow together

    Because they still aren’t you

    I just want anyone to be by my side I don’t care

    Excuse while I get vulgar

    Someone to fuck me and make it leave me alone for a few days

    I don’t care who

    They still won’t be you

    And he’s not coming

    I just want someone to feel this fever with me

    But they won’t be you

    It’ll never be good enough or right

    But I’ll take anything anyone

    Please

    I just don’t want to be alone

    They won’t ever be right

    But I keep swiping in hopes someone will take me away from it

    I don’t want to fight

    I don’t want the moment

    I don’t want anything permanent

    I just don’t want to be alone tonight

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  • The forced grin of the black jeep as it passes

    I said I can’t just say there will be ravens

    There it is circling lazily above

    I wonder if he can see the sun from there

    The clouds are higher but maybe there’s a break

    There are too many

    They won’t all be on the path they belong on

    Just like I fell how many others go down the hole only to come up for air

    And think it’s just not worth it only to dive down again

    Purple like the leaves that these trees have but the others don’t

    It gives them a burnt quality.

    Do I have a burnt quality from sitting too close to all the suns

    Or not

    Truthfully I can draw lines from these back to many others

    Like they start out as threads released on metallic plastic

    Then they get stitched together later

    It doesn’t really matter what I realise though

    Stubborn final bees too

    Did I bring it to life or kill it later?

    Both probably apply.

    I don’t know how I’m supposed to come out of this hole without a hand up

    So I just hang on the edge until I can’t hold on anymore

    And then watch as they watch as I fall in again.

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  • I don’t think time is moving I think it has stopped

    Ever since that day we ran through something

    I think far away screamed to warn us

    But it was inevitable

    I think that things move and things change and people continue

    But time has stopped

    I think clocks still tick I think we still revolve I think time has stopped

    I think someone has to start it again

    It can’t be me

    We’re running out of time

    Out of it

    On the outside of time

    I think we should go back

    Let’s go back

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  • Someone should tell men how pretty they are.

    About how their perfect columnal necks attach to perfect and smooth trunks that connect to the branches of their arms

    The angled curvature of their fingers

    The way their bellies lead down their fronts to their beautiful

    Hips, buttocks, and legs.

    How they’re pretty

    Like they always have such beautiful eyes and better lashes than anyone

    How lips of all shapes just add the pretty to their pretty faces

    Someone should remind men how beautiful and pretty they are

    Even the most maned majestic lion

    The most grizzled and scarred grey whale

    The shortest and timid meerkat

    The laziest dog

    And the brightest star

    Are pretty.

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  • As the sun slips beneath I think of you I think of you

    Is there anything that could carry who I am and tell you how much I love you

    Could the sky bring to you letters and shapes that convey all my feelings without overwhelming

    You have so many friends

    So many people who love you

    You’re more than I ever wanted and more than I’ll ever deserve

    I love you

    I love you so much that every ache every twinge every failing limb I would feel it all again with only the chance to exchange words

    Hello

    How are you

    I’m fine

    How are you

    Or something so simple it wouldn’t even matter the first words to bridge the gap

    Can we start from friends and find our way it all depends on you but I took all my chances away by calling you a liar and fighting with words you didn’t say

    But I love you and that doesn’t change every day the same filled with this desire for something someone so much more than me

    I wish I could be everything you ever wanted

    You survive me only because you are so stubborn and I love your stubborn

    I love your second guessing and the way there’s no right answer except you

    Every day it’s you over and over I return to you

    I love you

    I do I promise I do if there’s anything true if anything is true it is my love for you

    I know it’s not the right colour and my words are never good enough but if for just a second you could hear me

    You’re so beautiful.

    I’m so glad you’re not perfect I’m so glad you are who you are I’m so glad you’ve been who you have been

    I miss you every day I love you

    And you will always be the best part of me all the pieces I took and put in my bag and carry of your thoughts and feelings

    You will always be loved by me even if you never love me I will always

    Always

    Always

    Love you.

    I love you.

    I still love you.

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