Maybe it's all parody
Life cosplaying as
life with a capital L
Thoughts
seriously thoughts
with a capital T
Stories
real and true
with a capital T
Identity
tight and solid
with a capital Ego
Survival
urgent and threatening
with a capital Alive or Dead
Love
stakes real and conditional
Body
soft, broken, strong,
with a capital Mortality
Useful fictions
all
How to both see the drama
and believe the drama
and believe that the seeing of the drama as drama is a seeing through the drama
when it too
is smoke and mirrors.
There is truly no problem to solve
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 11:36 PM UTC
What made
us so beautiful
Is that we
were never
likely to happen,
And here we are;
Pretending
to be oblivious
To the obvious
love waves
Bouncing back
and forth
Between
our hearts
This thing
Is a never
ending start...
Where the moments
we are meant to share,
Are carelessly
forced apart.
Aug 27, 2024
Aug 27, 2024 at 5:00 PM UTC
Bleeding to death by a thousand cuts makes my heart nuts with the run not coming and the next turn running I’ll be stunning when my body lays quiet I’ll not be sad I’ll be with dad knowing life was the mission for which I came I left in the hands of better men who came and went telling stories that got bent over time and history there’s not rhyme or mystery they knew things we don’t and they got wiped out.
Be the person you know you are and life up your heart knowing no start to the way life crushed Art make space in your life if you feel like it’s too hard change by testing your network they’ll either get to work or they won’t. The answer will be the truth and the permission to move on.
Let them go they drowning and you can swim wish them well and say oh well. I tried and you lied. To me. I loved you and you turned away from me. The path was made for me but yours was a way to change the humanity moved further in away from me closer to a stranger who’s estranged to the danger in the manger. The kids gone, 2 years ago you forgot you had one…
Jun 26, 2024
Jun 26, 2024 at 9:00 PM UTC
I wrote a monostich (one line poem) about oneness, dissolving the distinction between "You" and "I", and about love:
You(,) love I.
Jun 21, 2024
Jun 21, 2024 at 3:34 PM UTC
They call me
A...
Mummy
Partner
& Love
They call me
Friend
Lover
Playmate
They call me
Sister
Daughter
& Auntie Iva
They call me
Mother Dearest
When they're feeling
Cultured
& Refined
Or Mummylumps
When feeling
Content
Shiny
Or snugly
They call me
Hey you
Miss
& Ma'am
When I'm just another body
In line
In traffic
In their way
They call me
Vivi
Vi
Or by my full name
When they know my mom and dad
They call me
Student
Client
Patient
Or User
When they want my money
They call me
With tears, sometimes
Or with ire
With confusion
Joy
Or small triumphs
When I have the privilege
Of being their person
They call me names
These are their names
They are not mine
Jun 19, 2024
Jun 19, 2024 at 5:59 PM UTC
Growing lines, stretching limbs
The eyes, I'll endlessly bury
The hands, I'll endlessly move
Flipping pages, sniffing phrases
I'll fold the skin, I'll bend the bones
For nowhere
But up
Aug 11, 2023
Aug 11, 2023 at 8:24 PM UTC
if i ever got lost
don't forget to search
in your eyes,
you'll find me there at any cost
else not,
look into the darkest self otherwise
Aug 11, 2023
Aug 11, 2023 at 11:05 AM UTC
It comes and it goes
The ebb and the flow
Words like water
Moon mother, sun father
The cycle of days
A myriad of ways
To be alone
To atone
Words are like air
No promiscuous care
Suffocating quiet
Internal riot
Speech comes like earth
A child like birth
Doomed to die
The precipice of why
Language is fire
Motivation, desire
Burning the land
For what's not in hand
The elements convene
To what does it mean
An emotional dream
An altruistic scream
Aug 9, 2023
Aug 9, 2023 at 10:30 PM UTC
Layers.
Epochs.
Layers
of time.
Existence.
Sedimentary.
One
on top
of the
next.
Building,
evolving.
Inhabited
layers.
Cut off.
One from
the other.
Striations
of time.
Unique.
Locked in.
Inhabitants
confined.
Behave
as such.
Layer
after
layer.
Trapped
within.
Exist
as is.
Behave
as is.
Layer
defined.
Trapped
in time
and
space.
Aug 9, 2023
Aug 9, 2023 at 10:21 PM UTC
Sometimes,
it’s like the wind in the swaying trees is whispering
Singing
Howling:
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You are forgiven
You are loved
You are a part of us
You belong
You are the beloved child of the wild
Aug 9, 2023
Aug 9, 2023 at 9:56 PM UTC