so you crossed the line again
set by they and them
long long ago
and the ever present
malevolence
of the one called
super ego
how far was it this time my friend?
what horizons did you make pretend?
was it so far you could see the end?
nowhere at all
Not out of reach
Tell me. Tell me. Tell me.
May 6
May 6, 2026 at 1:49 PM UTC
When was it that I fell asleep?
When did the river become the sea?
These words in my mouth didn't come from me.
Adrift, my little islands...
sail ye, toward nations
I will devastate
with no reason
to ideate.
I make best of what I got.
My right is most certain.
No more lessons to learn.
No more doubts to burn.
This soul is tidy.
But what's there is this jealousy,
y'see...
That joy. That sparkle
That dash of panachery.
What's theirs is they took from me.
When.
When I was happy.
Today, I make the world.
Its image handed down
from fantasy
Jan 27
Jan 27, 2026 at 9:59 PM UTC
beyond becomes a visage
of densely packed atoms-
and no space to crawl between.
to see through stone concretions,
and sepia-toned vignettes-
there’s some life fluttering.
awaken sleep-awaken sleep
i see mismatched puzzle pieces
filling empty boxes in my home,
in my home i work to empty out.
in my work i used to empty me;
though the meaning and the means
did not divide themselves.
awaken sleep-awaken
Oct 23, 2025
Oct 23, 2025 at 2:46 AM UTC
Maybe it was the inflection that sent you away
A subtle upward momentum,
notifying Desperation in my tone.
Maybe I didn't offer enough.
I knew there was more I could give.
This kernel of selfishness
knowing I was only there to take my share.
Transactional. Adversarial.
You were the only one for me.
But then...
you filled the role internally.
Aug 14, 2025
Aug 14, 2025 at 12:24 PM UTC
Like the sick ox who strays from the herd,
I shall feed a brave lion.
'Neath the savannah sun
the beings of the earth
shall make a home
of my excavated cavities.
In time I will rain back down
and fill my tiny drop in the sea.
Little fishes will swim in me.
O mammalian sisters and brothers,
hermaphrodites and all the others,
as you will, take part of me.
Was it mine to give, this energy?
One cannot call a purpose wasted if
(in eventuality)
All life shall feed upon me.
Aug 13, 2025
Aug 13, 2025 at 7:31 PM UTC
each day it passes by
at six forty five
At first I woke from its growling intent
A cough, a sputter, a resonant hum
A vibration thrumming in the hollow walls of this wooden cave I share with them.
Now I rise before it comes.
Though in years I have not heard the sound,
the anticipation propels my receptors
to action.
It will be today.
Jul 23, 2025
Jul 23, 2025 at 6:58 AM UTC
Every day I'm closer to the who I am that I may truly be, and no one else.
Or I've made the muscles weaker that I used to use to hide myself.
May 18, 2025
May 18, 2025 at 10:45 AM UTC
This dream's been over for a long time and I can see why.
There's no more waiting for the dark clouds to clear the sky.
The place I need to be is in your eyes.
Remember when my life was in your hands?
Forget my Face and Name in the Aftermath.
Dust the trail behind to hide my path.
No light is guiding me,
and no foundation lays beneath
And though I follow no compass,
I am not lost in wilderness.
I see clearly in the void of materiality.
There's always been that form I was supposed to be,
but faith is lost without the fantasy.
Bring me to the place where I can be the one for you.
If you can see through me, then I can see it through.
I'll dream again, just like I said I'd do.
May 11, 2025
May 11, 2025 at 5:43 AM UTC
Don't let the ones in power
claim that they've allowed you
to be the one you are.
Permission came from existing,
so keep on resisting
the power.
Apr 19, 2025
Apr 19, 2025 at 7:19 PM UTC
A friend says it, then.
All I see is escapism.
As fast as legs can carry him.
He is what he's fleeing from.
Inner peace?
Certainty?
"What will be will be?"
Make a trope of tragedy.
Hope dies.
I live.
All I've ever been.
Illusion keeping on.
Delusion keeping on.
Reality made me
and everything I want to see,
I want to see.
Apr 18, 2025
Apr 18, 2025 at 3:19 AM UTC