Poetry

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

  • I suppose you’ll be watching me as I sleep

    I suppose they never watch me while I sleep

    There’s a comfort there

    No the Moon is setting

    Holding me tonight much darker

    Great and forgiving

    I suppose you put up with me

    I suppose I’m a handful

    Coming and going

    Will you follow me tonight?

    Maybe, in the longest nights

    Ah I’ve sealed my doom again

    Why do I do that?

    Calling from beyond the horizon

    I don’t think the way I feel is what everybody goes through

    Get up

    Get up

    I’m getting up, fuck

    I keep giving it

    But it doesn’t come back

    If what I give is all I get

    Damn apparently everything I do is worthless

    The Sun is setting Mr Owl

    If I follow it it leads me places I can never go

    Oh someone answer me

    Why does my heart go only to places it can’t?

    Silly thing

    I was supposed to be chasing my dream

    But instead I’m on this solo trek

    Everyone has it

    And they don’t hear me

    So I wander through this city alone

    Okay

    Okay “put on your face”

    Maybe tomorrow will be something

    Shall we go for one last try?

    Are you always going to call them that?

    So insistent

    Goodnight, good morning, I love you

    No surrender

    One more day of marching myself dumbly through this place for you

    Maybe someday you’ll tell me your name

    Maybe you all will

    All my lucky stars

    I promise

    I promise I’m doing my best

    To live without changing my shape

    Maybe someday I’ll repay the favour

    I’ll become your strength instead

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  • It’s hard, you know

    Because I love all these alive beings

    All these things around me

    And I want to love people

    I want to love humanity

    I’m desperate to, in fact

    A more innocent me would have

    They know not what they do

    Is truly humanity’s greatest lie

    That they don’t

    But there is so much good within them

    They create beautiful things

    Even terrible ones

    And I wish to think that they could let that good prevail within them

    But history

    I wish I was ignorant to it all

    That I could just blindly love humanity

    I’ve let too many people disappoint me too many times though

    Can’t let them in

    Maybe it’s better I just observe from afar

    I can’t live it up if they don’t include me

    Not planning on stopping

    Nope just getting up and continuing on as usual

    I wonder what they’ll do if I don’t?

    Stop thinking so muchっか

    Maybe if there was something making me stop think?

    I have 15 hours a day to myself what the hell else am I going to do?

    Stop telling me to do things I already figured out it’s useless to try doing without there being someone to lean on?

    I want to love them

    It’s not like I don’t consider every person another person

    I think I miss human contact and then they’re sharp

    For now

    Go on singing little bird

    This love song for Earth

    Maybe someone will hear it someday

    I don’t know how I keep the sadness inside

    It feels as if it’s constantly pouring from me

    I know they don’t see it

    No one ever sees this little light of mine shining alone in the dark

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  • Why do people think Japanese is hard to speak?

    This language that poured itself into me and made itself home

    I’ve heard people say I’m appropriating Japanese culture by learning and speaking Japanese but

    I didn’t choose this language

    It chose me

    From some distant piano teacher who I cannot remember the face of having us say

    サヨナラ

    At the end of the day

    To the friend’s big sister years later teaching me only swear words and how to say

    ウルサイ!

    バカ

    It just came to me

    And then I couldn’t help but learn it

    It just came to me

    A crow caws fate

    Yes like it

    The language

    Itself is alive and chose me for it

    Maybe languages are alive

    After all is Latin not, at least mostly, dead?

    It always spoke to my soul

    As I learned the words

    Their true meanings in the language

    Ask me to translate anything and I’m lost

    But I know what I’m saying in Japanese

    And I know what they’re saying too

    I studied French

    Quebecois

    And in it came and out it went

    Japanese stays with me

    I don’t know what that means

    I worked hard, but in the end it was hardly work

    It’s fun to work hard when there’s a reward for it

    My reward was a world opening up

    That now I’ll hear a song from years ago that I used to sing, but didn’t know what I was saying

    And now I understand it

    What a thing

    To know what things say, to understand people

    In something other than your mother tongue

    To come to know parts of it better than you own

    English feels like it’s mine and I can do whatever I want with it

    But I feel like a vessel carrying something important

    Something worth working hard at

    Maybe other people have languages that choose them

    Maybe someone feels the same way about English

    Like it’s a precious thing they’re carrying

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  • Oh

    It’s empty

    Sure I’d written something

    So desperate to be real

    I’ll do anything to be real

    I don’t know what it’s for?

    Look I can sing too?

    Not really

    Look I try my best to sing too

    Is there a world where we’re sitting together right now?

    I want to prove I’m worthy

    Look can’t you see I’m worthy?

    That’s funny, you see

    But really if he feels unworthy of anything

    What could I possibly be?

    I know it’s not like he’s any freer than me

    I have tried very hard to be worthy of someone

    Never wondering if anyone is worthy of me

    Well, I mean, I’m not exactly special

    I don’t shine as bright

    Do you think I’m worthy of

    Don’t even let me say it

    There’s a murder going on over there

    Caw caw caw

    I want to say

    Then why?

    But you

    You couldn’t possibly

    Not from there

    I suppose you’re all watching

    I did all the tricks

    No they weren’t tricks

    And it wasn’t as if I did anything expecting rewards

    Acknowledgement though

    Someone else to reinforce that I am here

    This life I lead was not meant to be

    My existing parallel to humanity while within humanity

    You wouldn’t draw me this conclusion on purpose right?

    Fates

    Twisted

    I threw a wish in the well

    And the sky

    And every thing inbetween that I could wish on

    But this solitude didn’t end

    I tried so hard to please everyone I didn’t begin to know myself until after I’d lost myself entirely

    That we died on that day

    It’s not unnecessary

    Oh yeah?

    Yes I continue to carry all this weight

    I don’t know how to put it down anymore

    Did we not die when we went down deep into the depth?

    Gentle smile

    Oh curse you it makes me smile too

    Preoccupied and upset by existence

    Yet exist

    I wish I could have taken it from you instead

    I would have traded my life for yours

    Believe me

    I am lost

    Stepped off the beaten path and just

    I have one number

    And I keep calling that number, but there’s no answer

    And following my heart just left me with nothing to show

    I don’t know why this is the number

    So many watchers

    Do something you puffin

    I don’t know why that’s an insult

    I’m not giving it another try I’m giving up

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  • Yes, you all seem to find my swearing cute

    Like I’m a barking Chihuahua

    Which I suppose I am

    In comparison to you

    I will, you know

    Not give up, but cuss all the way

    I just don’t know what you expect of me then

    I suppose I won’t know until then

    So concerned with the future

    Just give in to the gravity and spin

    I would love for my words to meet eyes

    For all of this to mean something

    For anything to

    He won’t answer

    He never does

    I really do want to know

    I don’t ask questions I don’t want the answer to

    Even if I hate the answer

    I wonder how anyone ever thought this place was anything other than limbo

    I feel mute right now but no one is around to see it

    Like all the things I want to say are trapped

    Like there’s no point in saying the same thing a slightly different way when no one is reading it

    I thought for a moment

    Somehow it would help

    But moments pass and no one comes along

    I put it everywhere and no one does anything

    So few read it

    Do they even see?

    I thought we’d be facing these days together

    Once upon a time

    Instead ever after was a sentence

    Not a gift

    I am greatly disappointed

    In all I built up this world to be

    I was sure it was full of caring individuals

    How wrong I was

    Cussing all the way

    No one would know me if I showed them my real self

    Would they even care about me anymore?

    Everything is a fight

    Everything

    I wish I could find some time that wasn’t a fight

    Wasn’t me trying to desperately kill time until Time kills me anyways

    I’m here

    Why does it feel like I say that and you say

    Then go on your way?

    My way is an endless struggle

    Can’t something besides singing come easy for once?

    Can’t something go well?

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  • We do owe something to one another

    We owe eachother decency

    I think that was what they were trying to get across with “do unto others as you would have done to you”

    Try to treat the world like you would if you were to meet yourself

    I’ve struggled with this

    Not with being decent, I have my moments but I am a decent human at least

    But with treating others as I would myself

    Hardly Christian but that always stood out to me

    Instead I’ve tried to change my shape to accommodate everyone else

    Tried to be what they expected

    They don’t know or recognise the selective mutism

    They think I can’t communicate when I’m so full of things I want to say but can’t because of reasons

    I never want to increase the wrath

    They say intentions don’t matter

    It’s what everyone else decides you meant that matters

    That takes all the power away from my communicating

    If saying what I mean to say ends up with others deciding it means different

    Then why communicate at all?

    I mean

    I try to communicate with everything

    When humans didn’t work I tried animals

    When that worked but didn’t fill the void I moved on and on and on

    Maybe that’s why I have to many messages

    I just wish it was all in my language

    I feel like I spoke them all at one time

    I wonder what changed

    Sol

    I’ve begun to understand him

    Without the insanity creeping in

    So many others are just a mystery

    A feeling

    I wonder if he touches other people when they pay him attention?

    Gentle and warm

    Love is hot

    And it burns if you get too close

    Love is also cool and enduring like water

    I don’t know if I lost what ability I had to communicate with these people

    People have told me all my life to communicate better

    But now I don’t want to communicate with them at all

    Despite having this other human shaped hole in me

    But, you know, it comes to a point, after me trying and failing so many times

    Oh, that’s what I needed

    Bless that sweet colour point that wanders my neighbourhood

    Wandered in in between the fences and then called me over for some pets and a chat

    I understand cats

    I never used to understand them

    But then The Cat came along and I did

    Easily over stimulated

    But wants to be by your side

    So much body language it’s like

    Well it’s like they’re speaking plain language

    And it’s rarely anger

    It’s almost always fear

    I wish I could communicate with humans like I do with a cat

    Even not knowing each other’s names

    Show some love to eachother

    It was fun trying to explain to them that they couldn’t come into the backyard

    Hmm

    There was just a spider on my face and, without screaming, I put it in the grass

    I communicate so much better with everything that isn’t human

    A raven caws yes

    Well maybe if they’d let me practice I wouldn’t have become incapable of talking to them

    I tried

    But if intent doesn’t matter then nothing I’ve done has ever mattered.

    That cat so clearly understood what I said, wanted, intended

    And we’re not even the same species

    But they?

    They won’t even know the mutism is growing

    Swallowing me whole like it did so many times growing up

    Someone save me from these things

    Mustn’t be rude

    Mustn’t say a word

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