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I sit here and ponder
As a trailblazer,
No
A pioneer,
No
A lazy explorer,
Whatever that means, but sure
On a relatably aspect,
I'm really just a simple court jester
A third wheel passenger
A classic trope
The main guy, brushed off by those who used to claim to care
Ignored like a wondering stranger
Both lead actor and expendable,
None playable character
A name not worth trying to remember
Never a shred of credit offered either
An already undesirable role turned disaster picture
Struggling to hold it together
Both as a lover and a fighter,
Man and provider
An overdramatic graphic designer,
Not a producer
Also fighting nature as a stand alone reality denier
Because "it's not fair"
...or whatever
A true, true believer
...in what though?
I'm still not sure,
Go figure

©2024
the flowers that bloom
at the site of this burial
are not a marker
nor memory of
what lies beneath;
they are the reminder
that there will always
be this burst of
colour and beauty
to be cherished
in spite of
what those roots
have grown through
Jeremy Betts Feb 5
Great, another succubus and what not
A sluut, a fuuck bot
Put enough coin in the slot
Allowed in on the spot
That's a *****, is it not?
Body count is the first and last Roman numeral on a clock
Multiplied by a lot plus one added in between every tick and tock

So yeah, no, I'm gonna boycott
I don't want to get got
Cause I'm sure the shiit that she's got
Ain't eradicated with a simple arm shot
In a way making sure she's never forgot
Don't want to always be middle of the list of who'***** it within earshot
Don't need some side thing messing up the main plot

It's sad but it happens a lot
It's either the wrong lid or the wrong ***

©2024
a headboard crashing
echoing against the walls
like whips of lightn'in'.
Post credits scene
Mark Wanless Dec 2023
i can't remember
what i want to say to you
please you tell me now
Brant Dec 2023
Curved branches and winding vines
Impose it's corridor
On the surrounding woodland,
And readies my heart
To see you again

As I walk,
The surrounding trees
Drop the last of their leaves
But your presence
Turn fall into an arboretum

The silence of the woods
Grow dense,
And the chilling wind
Cuts through me
As we near one another,

But I am warmed
As you stand
Waiting for me,
My sweet lover
Brant Dec 2023
Back home,
The roads blend into the hills
Across long stretches of countryside,
Twisting and turning,
Amidst sweetgum and southern pine woodland,

Blue wildflowers and dandelions
Decorate our fields and backyards
That make sweet snacks
And wishes
When you spread it’s feathery parachutes,

The summit of Shades mountain
Elevates our historic town,
Above former native territory
And the outlying railroads
That carry steel out of Birmingham,

And hearing the distant trains call of arrival
Over the vast stretch of woods below,
Accents the whispering trees
And calms my soul,

The affections of home
Remain bittersweet,
But my absence and return
Have unearthed in me,
Where I belong
SANA Dec 2023
WHY ARE YOU GIVEN THIS LIFE??
WHAT DOES LIVING LIFE MEAN???
WHY ARE THERE DIFFERNT AGES
DOES IT EVER BECOME HARD TO REMEMBER ALL THE MEMORIES
SHOULD WE BE HAPPY TO REMEMBER
OR
SHOULD WE SAD TO ONLY REMEMBER
WHY ARE THERE DIFFERNT PAHSES
WHY ARE THERE SO MANY DIFFERNT FEELINGS ONE SHOULD FEEL
SO MANY QUESTIONS WITHOUT ANSWERS
ALL THE MOTIVATION REALLY WORK.
ALL THE POSTIVE AFFRIMATONS
HOW MANY PEOPLE OUT THERE STILL KNOW THE MEANING OF THE REAL SMILE
HOW MANY OF THEM CAN ACTUALLY HAVE A REAL SMILE ON THEIR LIPS...
Zack Ripley Nov 2023
It's been said that the eyes
are windows to the soul.
If you believe this is true, remember:
windows can be tinted.
Jeremy Betts Nov 2023
...but what do I know?
🎶"Absolutely nothing"🎶
...well, what am I good for?
🎶"Absolutely nothing"🎶
...what do I have to offer?
🎶"Absolutely nothing"🎶
...what CAN I do right?
🎶"Absolutely nothing"🎶
Never allowed to forget I forgot to remember

©2023
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