The man who seeks only truth
Will not be set free by it
Instead he will only find voids
As the embers of love
And the rains of depression
Rip to shreds
The fabric of reality
This is the human condition
The gregarious portion
A infinite ray that neither widens nor shrinks
What good will buckets of logic serve
In a world muddled by emotion and instability
So I ask you
Don't seek the perfectly folded envelope of truth
Sink deep into the uncertainty of it all
3d ago
May 31, 2026 at 6:47 PM UTC
laid upon crimson hair beautiful bound silhouettes emerge from light which shone ago an eternity
she, an image cast upon the eyes of me with only eyes for which to see, she
an earthly yet ethereal spectacle tangled between realms of man and tree
here i lay beneath her canopy waiting for her song of so many birds and bees
May 2
May 2, 2026 at 6:52 PM UTC
stretched behind you, a thin ribbon
a ***** pink one of sorrow
one I attempt to carry for you
like Rapunzel's knight with her hair
sometimes I can catch up
you'll let me release the bundle
and it flies so high in the air
you'll kiss me until it drops again
I dread the moment you walk again
leaving me this tattered mess
knowing it's crushing me
but I cannot stop following
waiting for the moment the stride stops
to catch that fire in the blues of your eyes
hoping to catch a glimpse
of when we used walked side by side
Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 5:02 PM UTC
love to hear you talk
watch the air leave your mouth
doesn't matter if it's mundane
or something horrible
I prefer it that way
Letting you ramble
distracting me
from the empty ringing
keep talking
don't let up
speak until you run out of words
We will switch to hands
Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 3:58 PM UTC
I carry an old photo of you
wherever it is I go
So that even a walk through hell
can be mended by an angel's smile
It might be in my hat
or in a back pocket by itself
like you're walking next to me
and I feel you bleed out the borders
And you seep down my back
my chest, my legs, my feet
Right into my shoes
Every step becoming much heavier
I will carry you with me
until they find me cadaverlike
clutching onto the very thing
which gave me so much life
Jan 29
Jan 29, 2026 at 9:49 PM UTC
sometimes
I wish the wind
sharp and soft
would carry me away
My ears ring
so loud
I just wish
for a quiet noise
like children giggling
or a morning dove calling
anything but this
it is so loud
I can feel it in my throat
behind my face
protruding from my eyes
it is in every color
every voice
every little god-made creation
there is no escape
Jan 13
Jan 13, 2026 at 11:56 PM UTC
there is a man following me
taking my shape and mimics all I do
in the house
at stores
the library
even my sleep
I turn and yell at him
and he just dances
he falls over
gets up and growls
opens a candy bar
watches the ocean
he revels in my noticing
he knows no one else can see him
or hear my screams
what does he want from me
Jan 6
Jan 6, 2026 at 5:31 PM UTC
let summer swim among faces lit with desert moonlight
skin sweat carry energy shone from fairy eyes
sacred dances coupled with the sounds of shapes and colors nearby jumping up and down with a tribal vengeance
every digit of hands surpassing threshold of skin and bear hug life force
don't be with her
live in her
Jan 6
Jan 6, 2026 at 5:17 PM UTC
she felt my heart flutter
and asked why
I said I feel small around her
she frowned and wished I didn't feel that way
But she doesn't know what it means
to have to live so strong
for so long
to forgo childhood
to be a mountain for so many
To be able to feel so vulnerable around someone
where you can't even look at them
that which you feel like water droplets in a puddle
under her feet
perhaps a piece of origami she made
with her, I could let the dam burst
stop letting arrows and knives pierce me ever so slightly
I don't have to stand strong with her
she is my rock
and with that
I could conquer the world
Jan 1
Jan 1, 2026 at 3:53 PM UTC
is there really any hope left
a man left to die on the ground
a tree withering in smog
a child taught to hide in their school
is there any true escape
what would peace even look like
would it be jesus like
bright and accepting
I do not know
I have lived in my own shadow
for so long
I have forgot parts of myself
that will never come back
I want to say it hurts
but anymore it is numb
like frost bitten fingers
I have nothing left
I only pray for peace to find me
Dec 30, 2025
Dec 30, 2025 at 10:50 PM UTC