friends-for-dinner - Hello Poetry

What once felt Like a punch to the gut Will someday Feel like a pinch

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Jul 17, 2025

Jul 17, 2025 at 2:58 PM UTC

What once felt Like a punch to the gut Will someday Feel like a pinch

They may not understand Why you are the way you are Or how badly it hurts to have to be Or how hard you've tried to become Or how often you fail to do what should be easy They might not understand these things But that doesn't mean that they can't see Something else that's also true

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Jul 16, 2025

Jul 16, 2025 at 11:48 PM UTC

To twist a scope

They may not understand Why you are the way you are Or how badly it hurts to have to be Or how hard you've tried to become Or how often you fail to do what should be easy They might not understand these things But that doesn't mean that they can't see Something else that's also true

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Neighbors are arguing I am uncomfortably Smoking a cigarette Trying not to listen to them Trying instead to focus on this podcast About militarized police And how democracies end

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Jun 12, 2025

Jun 12, 2025 at 4:05 AM UTC

Entropy or whatever

Neighbors are arguing I am uncomfortably Smoking a cigarette Trying not to listen to them Trying instead to focus on this podcast About militarized police And how democracies end

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I met a woman Who taught me How to find someone I used to be

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Jun 12, 2025

Jun 12, 2025 at 4:02 AM UTC

Araneus Gemmoides (Cat-faced Spider)

I met a woman Who taught me How to find someone I used to be

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One million grains of Sand Hitched a ride home from the beach Hidden in the folds of my clothes And from my locks, down to my feet These one million grains of You Just aren't enough memories I heard your laugh in a dream last night And was carried back out to sea

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May 3, 2025

May 3, 2025 at 11:08 PM UTC

Salt-eyed Memories

One million grains of Sand Hitched a ride home from the beach Hidden in the folds of my clothes And from my locks, down to my feet These one million grains of You Just aren't enough memories I heard your laugh in a dream last night And was carried back out to sea

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"You misrepresent me In this piece I don't see myself here"

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May 3, 2025

May 3, 2025 at 6:59 PM UTC

Vandal

"You misrepresent me In this piece I don't see myself here"

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This dull Malaise Is droning And ill How many more Minutes Will you fill? Paper Is shredding Thousands Of cuts How can you tell When you've Had enough? Plenty Many Down To one Weighing Debating "Are my lessons done?" ~~~ A whisper From the deepest Ethers In the hallows Of your heart Scoffs "Are your lessons done?"

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May 3, 2025

May 3, 2025 at 6:52 PM UTC

Ouroboros and the Big Nothing

This dull Malaise Is droning And ill How many more Minutes Will you fill? Paper Is shredding Thousands Of cuts How can you tell When you've Had enough? Plenty Many Down To one Weighing Debating "Are my lessons done?" ~~~ A whisper From the deepest Ethers In the hallows Of your heart Scoffs "Are your lessons done?"

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Perfectly sweet Enamoring treat Affectionately Conconcoted to please Have a slice with tea- Complimentary Oh, my heart, she fleets But thinking of thee Brings shakes to my knees Like none other seen Eat up, and in glee Return for serve three

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Apr 6, 2025

Apr 6, 2025 at 6:12 PM UTC

Peach Cobbler

Perfectly sweet Enamoring treat Affectionately Conconcoted to please Have a slice with tea- Complimentary Oh, my heart, she fleets But thinking of thee Brings shakes to my knees Like none other seen Eat up, and in glee Return for serve three

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I am the beauty That is my own Just as I am the lens ~ Don't ask me how These things I know As I'd rather not pretend

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Apr 4, 2025

Apr 4, 2025 at 10:37 PM UTC

D.A.F.T.

I am the beauty That is my own Just as I am the lens ~ Don't ask me how These things I know As I'd rather not pretend

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I enjoy art when it seeks to decieve Insists it is one thing, but is truly many Lines between lines before eyes that might see But how's one to know that which they can't percieve? ~ Like plastic, perspective's a malleable thing And valuable, in that it allows noticing That which evaded one's understanding Spawns wor[l]ds between wor[l]ds between wor[l]ds in between ~ Letters are but garble to those who don't read (Who's ranks counted We, in days now relieved) And symbolic meaning takes seeking as feed ~[shades all throughout our cavern]~ ~

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Apr 4, 2025

Apr 4, 2025 at 10:23 PM UTC

[Fifth Dimensional] Magic Mirror(s)

I enjoy art when it seeks to decieve Insists it is one thing, but is truly many Lines between lines before eyes that might see But how's one to know that which they can't percieve? ~ Like plastic, perspective's a malleable thing And valuable, in that it allows noticing That which evaded one's understanding Spawns wor[l]ds between wor[l]ds between wor[l]ds in between ~ Letters are but garble to those who don't read (Who's ranks counted We, in days now relieved) And symbolic meaning takes seeking as feed ~[shades all throughout our cavern]~ ~

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