Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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So, from the rabid internet, in the past twenty four hours
Women can be good at things until they’re not white, at which point they must be men
Being born with a vagina doesn’t make you a woman (what a relief)
We would rather see men hit a woman than a strong woman hit another strong (allegedly, ACAB) woman even if it’s in a sports capacity
White woman tears, as usual, will bring them out in a great showing.
Europeans think they’re better than North America meanwhile there are people in the UK and Spain hitching on for the transphobia
Like, whatever man, you think you’re so superior and that only proves than you can’t possibly be
It is dangerous to be anything other than the prescription of woman
I keep thinking about the athlete, I’d be losing my mind
It’s really unfortunate
This need to police what is and isn’t
Just let people be
And apparently we’re just going to blindly trust what a Russian agency said
Sure, no, cool, Russia has never been untrustworthy
Ever
In any way
I’m pretty sure things just lit on fire in heaven with my saying such lies
Even in jest
People are incredibly cruel, aren’t they?
Shame on humanity
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Called a woman a pig
Felt bad about it for a moment
Then there was a meme that said
Don’t be the bigger man
And I was like
Damn right
Fuck that condescending bitch
If it hadn’t been Facebook I would have taken off the gloves
Ah well
Nasty people today
Just full of themselves
Self important
Boring ass bitches
Got one bitch calling herself a scientist (she turned out to be a lab specialist) so she knows that this poor woman is a man
Got one bitch quoting literacy rates at me
Because apparently I’m stupid
And illiterate
That’s fine
Don’t speak my language
But it’s foolish to think I’m stupid
I am
Calculating
And shrewd
This life has taught me nothing more than that every person has no clue how stupid they actually are
And you just have to wait for someone to do something stupid
And someone will always do some stupid
I, at least, don’t think I’m brilliant
Don’t even think I’m that bright
But I am comfortable in knowing that I know little
This stupid woman is now spamming me with something
Either that or Facebook has glitched 7 times in the past five minutes
Who knows, she wasn’t worth my time to start with
She claims to be the smarter of the two of us,
And proudly proclaimed that I’m Islamophobic
While I’m non-binary and flying a Palestinian flag in my profile picture
Yah I’m sure
Anti-religion in general?
Yah
Anti-specific beliefs?
No I don’t claim to know enough about most religions to hate them for being them
Just the religions themselves for being coercive and full of contradictions that only favour the predominant race, of the male variety, who come from that religion
Oh and they’re usually rich
How strange
How strange
It’s not strange
It’s functioning as intended
Anyways
Sure, smite me for being concerned about a person’s safety
That had literally nothing to do with Islam because I didn’t know Islam was involved.
Stay mad bitch
Stay mad
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Look up
You’re certain to find a shooting star
Listening to the night unfolding around me
Why are you honking as you’re driving
It’s 10pm
They went on for a while too
Humans
They really do confuse me
I thought if I put my soul to paper
Eh, internet
It would somehow make a mark
Be worth something
Those words
I wish I could remember them
Even though they’re not real
It seemed like something important
Who knows
What I’m even doing here
I thought so many things
Is it big enough yet?
Can you get past the crazy part of me?
Can anyone?
Tires screeching
It’s night time so it’s time to speed
Because reduced visibility is more fun to speed in
Or something
My nighttime is back
And I’ve taken all the consolation prizes
I don’t feel like there will anything ever as valuable
As his words
Hanging on to every one
Never having a clue what they actually mean
I was going to write about how terrifying men are but then the stars distracted me
The only thing more distracting
I hope that poor woman
Can still find happiness in her life without her husband
That she isn’t left yearning for him years long
All the good partners were taken long ago
And I’m not interested in destroying a happy ending
No interest at all
If only there was a greeting
Worth response
If you look at them they disappear
I’m not unlike that light
There are the sirens again
I don’t know what I expected
It wasn’t this though
I don’t suppose you wanted to be someone’s muse
Sorry
Have I said that enough?
I’m sorry
That’s it that’s what I want to say to you
Thank you and I’m sorry
I wish I could tell you that
But I don’t know if it will ever be enough
I’m trying though
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I wonder who will remember me?
Am I going to disappear like all my ancestors?
Gone to time
And I suppose this will be my accomplishment
This… This
It’s not much
He said as much
Silence says a lot more than one would think
Rather poured it out
Than created with my own two hands
How many pages of erased text?
Will it persist?
Beyond me?
It’s not enough to make a living off of
Heh, I have in fact made nothing for any of my works
So there it goes I guess
There it goes
I wish I wasn’t nothing
Not wanting anything other than to be
Nothing more
The cool evening breeze is creeping in
As if me feeling it means I’m not nothing
Yet here I am
I’ve been waiting here for a while
And no one has noticed me
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Write about a random act of kindness you’ve done for someone.
I do so many random acts of kindness
For no reason
And remember none of them
I’m not keeping a tally
I know I do random kind things
I discounted something for someone today just because
I do that all the time
I once took out $200 in 20s and went around downtown giving them out to homeless people and panhandlers
I was manic and shouldn’t have done that
But if it’s the thought that counts then I guess it counts?
I’ve donated to animal rescues when I can
I wouldn’t say I’m a good person, but I strive to do good things
Being kind is just part of that
I’ve randomly gifted things to people
Couldn’t say what
But I remember joy
That’s all I ever really want
Is to see joy
I do things for others constantly
It’s nice when I get joy in return
You wouldn’t believe how rare it is
I almost wish I could remember
All the good things I’ve done in my life
It’s difficult
It seems like the bad things weigh heavier
I suppose I’ll just have to be content with the knowledge I have done good
Even if I don’t know what good I’ve done, exactly
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How apt
This song
Sometimes you say goodbye over and over and over again
It hit me today Mel
You again
And I’d been expecting it
But not like that
A customer came in to return jeans
They were late
They were late because she bought them for her husband
And then he died
And my god
Over and over and over and over
My heart was seeking it
Telling me I had been
Too well
Excuse the past month I just barely existed in
But I didn’t expect to come smashing into a wall
It’s a wall
I’ll just live in you for a bit Chester
All this pain
Is there a universe where you lived?
Now I don’t know if I’m talking about Chester or Mel
I’ve wondered
Why you left me here
Just one more goodbye
It’s never hello
Yes, quiet
Like it’s been a loud day
If I had any power at all
I’d undo all the final mistakes
Go to the dark place that held them
Take their hands and help them out
Looking for someone and all I’m finding is you
Are you somehow watching even when I’m not aware?
Aren’t there more important people?
I underestimate
Is it strange I can see this grin
Cheeky
Knowing
Well, however
Work was a fucking gong show
Suddenly we’re doing everything differently because of the new manager
They now expect me to reprice over half the returns we get
While still being solo on cash
Oh, by the way, you’re the only associate in the store
Man
And I really need things but can’t afford them
I wonder what I’m working for?
So much effort for nothing
I am exhausted
That was a lot of feeling for one day
Corporate bootlicker managers
Well, I should say, one manager
Ah, well,
We coexist
Well
I bend over backwards to coexist
They do whatever they want
I don’t know if you’ve ever actually felt heartbreak
My life is full of it
They never live up to my hopes
I learned not to have expectations
Is there even a place we only know?
Acadia is gone
My forest is gone
My place
I haven’t found another
I’m sure it’s different
For the other
I wish I could go back to Japan
I wish I had a way to go back
No, I’d rather forget about you
Forget about everything about this life
Everything
I wish I could forget about you like I forget everything else
Wake up one day and have no idea who you are
If only
If only my brain didn’t know your voice
Recreate it in my dreams
I wish this was a world were I didn’t have to struggle
This came on
Ever after か
ないよそんなのは
Somehow I’ll make it without that
Love is something other people experience
I’m merely here to observe