Poetry

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

  • My finger hurts

    They tell you not to crack your knuckles but my knuckles get misaligned and cracking them is the only way to fix it

    Living is so strange

    Being is strange

    Here I am a piece of the Universe

    Apart from it

    I’d ask if my cells think living is a strange as I do

    But my cells are insane

    Actually

    So there’s that

    I may be the one piece of this body left that is sane

    Built for survival

    Please

    My body was built for going away to the home by the lake where I am taken care of by a small team of people

    It’s a funny joke that I have no such life

    And I want to make a grand gesture

    But I’m me

    I couldn’t possibly try again

    This life is strange

    I feel like society doesn’t want me to exist

    And I don’t know what the point of keeping me forever without is

    All my friends

    The people who I still think of as friends

    So far away without the time

    The roses are blooming magnificent they’ve been loud lately

    Roses everywhere

    And dragonflies

    Like my great grandma and my grandma are trying to contact me

    Looking around, round

    I wish the messages for me were clearer

    I wish I didn’t get in my own way

    I am in this twisted way

    Lucky that the hand that was dealt to me wasn’t as bad as so many others

    It’s so wrong

    The mark of a civilization is that they can care for the least of themselves

    I think we’re past civilization into something awful

    And I am merely one of billions trapped on the bottom rung

    All the good things in this Universe

    And they decided to magnify the worst parts

    This strange life

    I wish I had more good today.

    No comments on
  • Beautiful human

    I have a headache suddenly

    The weather is clear

    It’s hard when the weather betrays you

    When you’re feeling dark and cloudy

    But the Sun is out and everyone is talking about what a beautiful day it is

    When the world can have a beautiful day without you

    When it feels like you’re the only one in the gloom

    I wonder how you’re doing

    The silence is expected

    But the worry

    I wouldn’t dare demand your attention right now

    I wish there was a way to forever know you’re okay

    That’s not invasive or illegal

    Did she love these sunny days?

    Are they from her to try to cheer you?

    I would do anything to help you right now

    Be a voice in your life that tells you to take you time

    Take your time

    Dammit

    You poor sweet soul

    I swear I can feel you aching

    Life’s truths are seldom sweet

    These absolutes we cannot escape

    Sometimes I feel I’m more the embodiment of the Universe’s pain than anything

    But, one truth,

    Love and its existence

    I do not believe they are cruel

    They are beautiful

    That in this space that appears so be so volatile and chaotic

    That love happened here

    I cannot remove the pain

    It is there because love exists

    It is beautiful that we love so fiercely that we hurt with our entire being when our loved ones reach the end of their lives

    That we feel their loss so tangibly in a world that would as easily forget them

    That we carry in our hearts their memory through our lives

    Pain is proof

    I’m in pain all the time

    So maybe I just get sentimental about pain that has a reason

    But this pain in my heart when I think of Tanzy, or Supi, or Tiga, or Onyx, or any of the other dozen lives I’ve been blessed to care for

    It wouldn’t be here if I didn’t love them

    As unbearable as it is. It’s love.

    I recognise this having loved many things with no where for the love to go

    Breathe your breaths and feel it

    Hold on to someone that won’t let you drown.

    If you have someone

    I don’t know if I will ever have someone to stop me from going under

    But I hope you always will

    No comments on
  • Thinking of you

    As one does when someone they care about loses someone

    I really just want to be able to give you time

    Pluck it from somewhere

    Move everything that wants your presentable face out of your way until it feels like you can put it on without hurting your soul

    I cannot say sorry enough

    Even knowing sometimes sorry doesn’t fix anything

    Tell you how I have wailed each time I’ve lost a piggy

    My cats

    I can’t remember farther back than that

    I once treated animals like furniture

    How I was taught to instead of how I wanted to

    Desperately mirroring the world around me in a bid to trick it into thinking I was normal

    So many regrets

    And I don’t want you to come to a time down the road and realise you never got to process

    Like I have so many times

    Reality always demanding you be present when you’d rather hide

    I need someone to talk to

    I hope you have someone to talk to

    And that you do

    I know you probably want to shut down

    I don’t know whether you’re the type to throw yourself into work or hide away physically

    Maybe I’m imagining it

    Still worried

    Still thinking about you

    Still wish I could work the world into a place where you could get some rest right now

    No comments on
  • When Tiga died I learned that some bonds don’t grow they just are and

    I only had a few months with her

    But even though it hurts still the thought of her wheek

    How powerful it was

    Brings a smile to my face

    I will never forget the feeling when I came with veggies and one pig was missing

    We don’t know what happened

    Pet store genetics

    I’m just glad she knew what a family felt like for the end of her life

    I never worked through that death either because I had to look for work and deal with the EI and PWD debacle of 2023

    Tigger moved in almost to the year I got Tiga

    Whose full name was Tiger’s Eye

    A piggy who needed a family

    The distribution system knows

    I’m ready for an animal companion that comes to me willingly

    There’s something in the getting

    The catching

    I don’t like it

    I feel like I’m infringing on their autonomy

    Which I am

    I love these little creatures though

    They’ve taught me more about resilience and what family looks like than anything in my life

    They showed me how many personalities can exist even in the tiniest of creatures

    Each one as the same as they are different

    Just like us

    A billion billion lives just as the same as they are different

    I’ve gained a lot of perspective

    But I need someone in my life that wants to be with me

    If that is a couple of cats so be it

    Currently I’m making conversation with a wasp

    They expanded my knowledge on just what life is

    That it can’t just be me who is as alive as I am

    Or just humans

    Pets are amazing that way

    If you truly know them

    They teach you that humanity’s definition of “intelligent life” is flawed

    That we’re not just not alone in our universe

    We’re not alone on our planet.

    No comments on
  • I mean,

    Who would want to be equated to a disabled person?

    They’re like

    Bottom of the barrel

    Right?

    Bottom of this game of snakes and ladders

    Where the abled are the ones making the snakes

    It feels gross

    Like I feel gross

    Like an LGBTQIA2S+ person just definitely went

    “look I get what you’re saying, but I don’t want to be equated with a disabled person”

    Haha

    Universe how doth thou expect me to fill this proverbial cup of this is what comes to me?

    How it feels to be placed here

    And told no one is going to raise you up to the place where you belong

    To be placed here and told you get what you need

    I feel the Universe watching in this abject horror of things that happen within them

    Gently altering things in ways I will never understand

    But never really in control

    That’s how I feel

    Something put them here

    Was it themselves?

    I don’t know the answer to that

    How can I fill your cup Universe?

    I wish we could all just

    Be happy and live forever here

    Without the need to wish that there’s an afterlife where happiness will truly happen

    Existence is fleeting

    This locked into a place that in no way resembles my soul

    I wish I could play out my fantasies of making some kind of change

    Being involved

    Helping people

    People were mad that a person on the US food system thing had bought snacks and juice

    Because after all how dare a human being try to buy things that they can enjoy? 2 meals a day and no snacks.

    I said as much and someone said

    Fine, you support them then

    Would be if I could

    If I had billions of dollars I would feed people

    What the hell else would I do with it?

    Stuck

    All I want is to live comfortably

    That’s it

    Earth people know how to do that

    But will only allow a select few to experience instead

    Excess

    And then call the poor leeches.

    Yeah how dare those leeches take thousands of dollars?

    But they have no ire for those with so much they will never use it in their entire life.

    These humans confuse me

    Somehow let me get to 10 years from now with a change

    Would you believe I’ve been waiting all my life for the chance to enjoy it?

    You’ll never know how hard I tried to enjoy it

    They say “you got a raw deal”

    I walked into this casino that is life not even knowing what it was

    Lucky luck

    No comments on
  • I don’t have anything that could fix what he’s going through

    When Supi died I wanted time to stop

    I wanted my mind to stop playing me her final moments over and over

    When I went to work and broke down crying they acted like I was being ridiculous and I felt shame for my grief

    I locked it away

    Telling other people around me to take their time grieving I just bore the moments of pain and had no one to talk to

    I tried to make it go away

    When my sister died I wanted time to stop

    But I had to keep making the little money I do to keep living

    And I am still not on the other side of this tunnel of grief

    I want to go somewhere and wail my grief to the Moon

    Where no one can hear me

    I want none of this for him

    I want him to be able to express his grief

    Even if he wants to hide it away like so much other

    I want him to have a safe place to cry

    I don’t want him to cry

    But sometimes we have to

    Pets can be so ignored by their owners

    Ending up as furniture that they just clean up after

    So few get to experience the genuine love they have for their humans back

    I said that the way people treat animals reflects their soul

    Maybe that’s why my heart so stubbornly believes that under all the inaction lies a good person

    Regardless

    To love her from the moment you saw her to the last time you saw her in this Time

    It’s powerful

    It means something

    She felt loved by you

    She felt spoilt by you

    I say these things with certainty

    I have seen many a lost pet in my time

    Always, my loves,

    The pain is unbearable

    But every moment leading up to that moment will come clean

    There will be a time you won’t dance around their memory

    As if it is too hot to touch

    They lived because you loved

    And they knew it and will watch over you

    And when they think you’re ready they’ll send someone else for your amazing love to dote upon

    Imagine the new friend the Universe is only thinking about now

    Imagine them becoming real not just for themselves

    But for you

    No comments on