Poetry

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

  • A transgender person is driving my bus to the doctor today

    She’s very nice

    Just starting to crack

    A beautiful soul

    Someone else who sees something else on the inside

    She told me her union has been supportive

    I wish her luck in her journey

    I hope she never feels like it was too late

    I’ll tell her it’s never too late

    Folk music

    The radio host seems casual

    A peering into someone’s tastes

    I hear all sorts of music from choice of the bus drivers

    If I had a power

    I would want to be able to give trans people the right bodies

    It’s hard looking in a mirror and not seeing yourself

    So many of the drivers of the disability bus seem to just want to do good for people

    I wish I could do good back to them

    Gang vocals

    It’s pretty

    If I could be the brightest star in the sky

    I’d warm everyone’s heart

    Make this place a safe place to be yourself

    Such a kind soul

    All the best to you Briana 💖

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  • I don’t want to write

    I want you to be here without pouring my soul out

    I don’t want to stare out into the night waiting

    I want my waiting to be over now

    Looking out into the stars as if searching out there is any more useful than searching in here

    I don’t want to have to do anything

    I want to stay right here, doing nothing, and have you just walk right up to me

    Were it not for my invisibility

    Would I have made it this far?

    How can you find me

    If even I can’t find me?

    A mirror I’m screaming at to become real

    Because no one else reflects me

    Dreams are just your mind

    If so, I guess I’m my best friend

    Isn’t that twisted.

    I’ve said you left me here

    But you were never here to begin with

    Sometimes I wonder if all my friends throughout my life were just a dream

    If I haven’t always been living here like this

    Maybe the past is just a trick

    Maybe there has only ever been now

    Stars go by

    The Earth didn’t stop spinning when you won

    Curious, as I was certain loss would equal death

    Or the end

    Yet on you run

    We say time marches in English

    It’s definitely more like running

    Did it taste like victory?

    Was it everything you imagined?

    Did my mind fill with this person because anything else would be torture?

    Is it self preservation to dream a companion?

    Second place would have been fine

    It’s like I got caught up in running the race from outside the stadium

    It wouldn’t have mattered how fast I ran

    It was always a dream

    I wonder why I started running at all

    I almost dare them to move

    The stars

    For something to change

    As if change out there would bring change here

    He did choose though

    And things changed for him

    I should have listened to the drug induced dream thing

    You’re not the one

    I’m not the one

    I wanted to be someone’s one though

    You sent me off into a world devoid of people who can love me

    The dream also tried to make me believe that by being, existing, I was committing some sin and being selfish

    That the only truly unselfish place would be a place where there was no Universe

    And, that may be

    But I wanted to exist anyways

    I was fighting

    So I guess even if I’m not the one

    And there isn’t another

    You get one

    I’ll take some other person who’s fucked

    Just please don’t send me a person who’s gonna murder me this time, kay?

    Let’s start with someone who can put up with me, who isn’t going to kill me for crying

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  • I am calling you

    Come my way

    But it’s just the same

    The Sun is playing on the leaves of the tree

    Because darkness is coming again

    The end of Summer

    I feel it

    Pulling away

    Come back

    I’m not done yet

    But the Winter will be walking in soon

    The ending means I’m alone again

    Going into Winter

    I miss the Sun already

    I don’t know who would heed my call

    Out into the darkness past my self

    It always feels like there’s something out there

    Something that’s not me

    Maybe I romanced it

    The something

    My luck it’s probably sinister

    Not something to call to

    Maybe I should actually be screaming

    Oh how things echo out

    And back

    If I tell the something I deserve better

    I deserve a love story

    Will it grin or nod?

    I do

    Stubbornly

    Gritting my teeth because every fibre of my being cries out again me standing up for myself

    There should be someone there

    This solitude

    Getting drunk on my own

    Look I completed another thing

    No one to share it with

    I’d give love if I could

    To anyone who would take it

    But they don’t

    They should

    But, what, I’ll hate the world because my brand of love is unwanted?

    Dangling on a string

    A homeless heart

    I absolutely want to make it out alive

    I wish I could sing

    For real

    For someone

    I feel like a siren with no one to entrance

    Won’t someone hear my call?

    Love is all I have

    You can have it if you’re kind

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  • I wish I could remember the name of my dream companion

    Do they even have one?

    I can remember their face

    Kind of

    They just seem to be there

    Someone to be with

    It seems unfair for me to have both

    Dream companion

    Death spirit being

    I barely remember my dreams last night

    The weather has been indecisive

    I suffer

    I found the Moon again

    God knows where she’s been hiding

    How I missed her

    Ah well

    That tiny fear that she was gone

    Even though it wouldn’t have gone unnoticed

    Just had a meeting with my colour point cat friend

    It’s so cute how they’ll be wandering between the fences and then see me and come to say hi

    You know you’re special when a cat pauses their wandering to come see you

    Just for that moment you’re the most important thing in that cat’s world

    That moment you’re entirely seen

    I love cats

    I love my dream companion

    They’re kind of like a cat

    Just kind of there

    Coming into frame every little while

    Kind of dumb

    Adorable

    The part where I’m trapped in the past in a trick house with my ex is shorter

    There was swimming this time

    Were they swimming with me?

    Saturn is with Pisces

    I always think that’s really funny

    That’s where he just so happens to be

    I am a fish

    Maybe I want to go swimming

    Water has definitely been a theme recently

    That hotel is always right next to the water

    In the dreams, I never consider there might be consequences to summoning this Death being

    I just do it

    Sometimes I fear that it’s some prediction

    That I’m some message that the end of the world is coming

    But, it obviously is

    I don’t need to help at all

    I wish I could understand these dreams

    If I knew what they wanted to tell me

    Maybe I could make them stop repeating

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  • I don’t know if the reason I’m fine during the day is because of the dreams

    My strange companion

    Being held by the spirit I summon

    Maybe I’m okay during the day because I just spent time with the beings in my mind

    I just know that when night falls

    I feel so alone I can’t shake it

    I wonder what they are

    A mind wildly compensating for reality?

    A memory?

    If I had a friend

    A friend like that

    Who came with me places and spent time with me

    When I thought I lost my walker they had it

    Now, obviously I’m not going to lose my walker in daylight

    That’s just reality cracking through the dream

    But when my mind tries to turn the moment into a scary one

    There they are

    I wish I could experience that out loud

    I’m content

    I’ve got stuff to do, so, naturally, I’m entertained

    It doesn’t take much

    But I’m unfulfilled

    I want someone to be here with me

    Need is a word you’ve forced me to stop using

    I made it all this way alone and suffering

    Which proves I don’t need anyone

    You forced me to exist without

    So I made do

    Which is what I do

    But want

    It’s all my soul cries out for

    Connection

    You insist I don’t need it

    And the world around me insists you don’t get what you don’t need

    But I’d have to kill myself to prove I need it

    If I kill myself then I’ll truly be alone

    You always catch me like this

    The only way for me to prove anything is to die

    That’s the one thing I did out grow

    Wanting it

    It’s an either or situation

    Either I want to find connection

    Or I want to die

    It’s pretty clear, except for the little asterisk that the only way to prove I need the connection is to die

    Isn’t it just unfair

    That there’s no way to win?

    No matter what, there’s a saying or a rule

    What you don’t have you don’t need it now

    Love comes when you stop searching for it

    The only way to prove you need something

    Is to die without it

    Where am I just supposed to go out and find what I’m looking for?

    It’s awful, being alone all the time

    I tried once

    To summon a love from another place

    Magic doesn’t work like I imagined it did though

    Magic is more subtle than that

    I wish I could

    Just reach out and grab hold

    And pull until I meet the thread’s end

    You have to meet me to know I’m calling for you

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  • Somewhere on Earth today

    Someone feel in love with someone

    That must be nice for them

    The falling

    Stupidly it beats

    What are you planning to do?

    Storm the castle?

    Of course I’m looking up at the sky

    No stars tonight though

    To light the way

    I’m not alone if I’m dripping in spirits

    How they call

    Like I’m supposed to be doing something

    When I already tried everything

    More than twice

    Why do I want to be recognised by someone like that?

    Into the night

    So easy to imagine being wanted

    And yet

    And yet here I am

    Pulsing into the night

    I wish I knew who was in the dark

    Just outside my consciousness

    If I call

    Is someone somewhere spurned to find me?

    Or are we all wandering randomly

    Tugging the thread

    It’s attached right?

    Doesn’t just disappear into the darkness like everything else?

    Outside me

    And yet I’m so much more than this body that holds me

    Maybe it’s just neurology

    It is half pain

    Because in the end there wasn’t really a choice

    Wandering aimlessly

    There’s a you right?

    If there isn’t

    Why does my soul cry out for you?

    Like the light of the dawn

    But not even a hint

    Patterns and patterns

    And I patterned my way into a one sided nightmare

    And even if I seek forgiveness

    It’s already too late

    And in the end

    Isn’t it better that I’m nothing?

    Isn’t it?

    Wasn’t it supposed to happen like this?

    Some grand plan

    My eyes are burning with the souls of tears of anger

    Not falling

    Just imagining they’re there

    It’s not something I can fight

    Reality I can fight

    Truth I cannot

    A seal of truth

    Walking

    In the end it’s no different

    I’m just without my candle in the dark

    If someone would light it

    Can I will my dream companion into reality?

    They’re very nice

    I still can’t remember their face

    Or their name

    Or if they even have a name

    If I could fly

    Like in my dreams

    I’d go anywhere else for a bit

    If I could blink and be in Japan

    I wish I could go live with the old man and the old lady for a while

    Doesn’t anyone outside me feel me?

    Maybe I’m just refracting light

    A colourful light stopper

    No home

    I thought home was within reach

    If I just closed my grip around it

    But when I opened my hand it was empty

    Questions of life

    And what its purpose is

    I lost track of the Moon

    I wish to anchor myself

    I’m just floating here

    I’ll float away

    I’ll disappear

    Dissipate into the atmosphere

    I want to jump as far away from here as I can

    Find some other world to wander

    Maybe I am ending the world

    Maybe I’ll go end some other one

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    Maybe that’s why I’m always summoning Death in my dreams

    Though

    It’s strange

    I don’t remember him there now that the random companion is there

    These dreams

    All I’ve got to hold on to

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