Poetry

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

  • Arcturus these human men

    They think that by calling me ugly they’ve like found my one weakness like

    Oh

    The shame

    I’m ugly

    Bitch I’ve been ugly for 33 years you think I’m going to be shocked when you call me ugly?

    Or fat

    Oh my gawd

    I didn’t realise I was fat

    You mean I was buying size XL clothing because it fits me?

    Like what a shock that I repulse people

    They’re frankly boring

    All the things in the Universe that could be wrong with me or my character

    And you picked fat and ugly

    You’ve sat up with me many a sleepless maddened night

    Mr Bear

    I’m sure you know some thing about be that I should actually be ashamed of

    I’m sure the stars know many a thing about me I should actually be ashamed of

    I came to terms with the ugly a while ago

    And it’s all just part of this disgusting skin suit package of mine the ugliness and the fatness

    You sit over there

    Big

    Very big

    And on fire and whatnot

    The only judgemental gaze I have felt in this Universe

    Truly judgemental (animal confoundment not included)

    Is from other humans

    As I look into the peeling away daylight

    And up to you

    I really don’t feel the need to worry about such arbitrary things as my shape

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  • Why does alcohol that’s not a mixed drink in a bar have to taste so rank?

    Okay, maybe, just maybe

    Because it’s poison

    Fine

    Here’s to just the right amount of poison

    Is my planet boyfriend coming back sooner than I thought, I will dance

    I will see him and dance for him

    Beautiful ring’ed beauty

    In my perfect world the stars would be out now

    I just had enough to drink that it’s fine

    He’ll never know about all the inbetween anyways

    I will go drink some water because some mother like presence is badgering me about it

    Yes I did only drink about a cup of water and then two monsters and then alcohol

    I swear I wouldn’t take care of myself at all if I didn’t constantly have these somethings reminding me

    All I want is a good time

    Not to be paralyzed by fear by yet another uncomfortable conversation

    I have nothing to offer anyone but they’re constantly taking from me anyways

    I wish there was a way for there to be balance and for me to have friends

    At least friends

    It tasted awful but I feel okay

    As little as my okay is

    I say I’m okay and people expect I’m okay as in a regular person’s okay

    How wrong they are

    How many years will go by before I say hello to someone and they stay?

    Without taking several pieces of me and walking away

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  • It was just time to say fuck it

    Everyone else has something to take the edge of the day away

    Today was a lot

    This headache

    My manager quiting

    I knew it was coming, but, fuck

    The conversation with the guy

    Justin?

    I can’t just be a bottomless dumping ground for people’s shit

    Okay?

    I am running

    Like I’m not even running on E

    Or fumes

    I don’t even know how I’m running

    I’ve been running

    I’ll keep running

    But damn

    I feel better except the headache

    Mind I’m on a couple medications that shouldn’t be mixed

    Ah well

    Would I prefer to have a person to see and talk with and hold on to for a bit?

    Yeah

    Am I going to poison myself just enough to feel pretend good for a bit instead?

    Yeah, yeah I am

    It’s not a problem unless I make it a problem

    I wish I knew

    But I never will

    I wish I could just drown myself in alcohol

    But I won’t

    I wish I could just fade into a sleep that is more than this life has been

    It feels so pointless sometimes, to continue

    I’ll say fuck it instead

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  • There is a reason why I’m living

    Whatever isn’t living must have not been enough

    So I’m fairly sure the afterlife has been built up

    So shouldn’t life be good?

    Shouldn’t we strive to make every life we can, be good?

    Not knowing if he’s okay

    Well, I’m here

    So, wanting to be

    Us

    We want something better

    But hypothetically this is better than whatever I was before because I became this

    Right?

    This song would come on now

    Oh, I won’t ever become an adult

    Or anything

    Maybe the love that changes the world is something that happens to someone else

    I’m trying to find you but they won’t tell me

    I feel like you’re across from me

    Well, my Death

    How I wish to see you

    I can’t wait to have you on my skin

    Well all of them sometime

    I guess I have to get the rest of them in 10 years

    Will I meet you?

    Are you the one who comes into my dreams every night?

    How to find you

    You’ve allegedly moved

    My go to started being forever upside down

    Things always become strange

    Existing in this Universe must just be strange

    Maybe that’s what drew me to it

    I want to see you again

    Look out into space together some more

    Anxious for the day you light my eyes again with your bright recycled glow

    I will write you on my skin and carry you with me

    And that way I won’t forget you

    Not that I’d ever really forget you

    How strange that we exist here

    It’s totally fine that I’m having my first drink in years immediately following a conversation with a person about drugs and alcohol

    I got this

    It’s whatever

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  • That wasn’t a poem that was me yelling at the gods

    Regodless

    Get it

    I wish I had the ability to help every person that came to me

    Just do one thing to help them

    Sol

    They fiddles with shit

    Somehow there has been a piece of couch fuzz attached to me all day

    When I pulled this out of the washing machine basket

    Mysteries

    I swear this is just a very strange place

    My mind goes to him

    Like like a bird flying south

    Or like something trying to reform itself

    Without thinking

    It’s impossible to know when to be and when not to

    I don’t know why I feel nervous

    The not reading one

    Just for you to smile for a moment

    Maybe you don’t find it funny

    Who knows

    I feel like I just ran a mile

    It’s hard to show your best face when there is a headache

    But it feels better now

    I am trying to love

    I want to see somebody who sees me who doesn’t leave within a year who isn’t going to get me back to spending my nights blitzing my brains away

    Okay?

    Remember when I was really specific and nothing happened?

    Make up all of your minds

    Lots of deep breaths

    My heart can’t take this

    Someone take care of me for this once

    I’m sick of being some random guy’s conversation about really uncomfortable things

    See me

    Oh how I want to scream

    Even when I’m right in front of people they don’t see me

    I don’t want to be invisible anymore

    But I’ve said that so many times

    I’m so scared this is all I’ll ever be

    Some person’s random conversation

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  • Help

    Thank you

    Hermes

    Yes you

    A long conversation about drugs and being high and cocaine and crack and

    Deep breath

    This headache

    Did he see?

    Regardless

    Hermes wtf was that shit you dong?

    Don’t yourself

    Trigger the rose

    I’m putting in my headphones

    I did have enough

    I tried

    I’m sorry it’s never enough

    I feel now like a wrung towel

    No

    Absolutely not

    He’d better not

    I’ll come kill him twice

    Trying not to want it

    Have I ever wanted it

    That was a lot

    Those who’ve slipped

    There is too much for me to even begin to heal from a half hour conversation

    Hello little fly

    Why do you use me as random human’s sounding boards?

    Love somebody yourself you fucking

    Yeah somebody

    God, how thick are you anyways?

    Somebody

    Do I ever regret not being specific when I say what I want to see?

    I don’t know,

    Ask me ten minutes ago when he was going on about crack and cocaine

    Stop sending me people I have to take care of I can’t take care of myself

    No I can’t fix him no I can’t change him no no no fuck off!

    I am exhausted you

    Blow away why don’t you

    I am exhausted

    Demand more from me later

    God damned taking everything literally and someone is always a job for me to do

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    My stomach is ablaze

    He was not the problem

    He was simply a soul who needed love

    You all meddling meddlers

    It’s fine

    I’m fine

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