I wrote this with help of a very near and dear friend.

This was my morning. I couldn't charge my phone from my computer and the computer itself would not turn on. A panic grasped me as wrestled with a reality where my over-priced, fruit-nomencaltured hardware has failed. Alas, it was simply our biggest cat having a nap on the power strip.

I poured a lot of passion into this, the result displays something less. They all can't be home-runs. Keep on writing!

Synopsis with Artist's intent as requested:

Remorse reflects the painful awareness and acceptance of a fractured relationship's reality, capturing the speaker's disappointment, frustration, and ultimate resolution.

In this piece, the speaker confronts a partner who repeatedly invalidated and failed them, despite opportunities for growth and change. There’s a sense of betrayal woven through lines like, "Killer who cares / Suicide of dreams," illustrating a partner who seems apathetic to the harm they’ve caused. The choice to portray remorse as a double-edged feeling—both directed toward the partner and reflective of the speaker’s own regret—suggests an internal struggle to move past something significant but irreparably damaged.

The line "I have to shout! / When you won't hear" highlights the speaker’s sense of isolation in this dynamic, emphasizing the frustration of unreciprocated effort. Despite witnessing moments of the partner's progress, expressed in, "You are growing / That is very swell," there is an underlying sadness. This growth, while positive, feels superficial or irrelevant to the speaker's own sense of hurt, captured in the line, "Your empty well," indicating emotional exhaustion and a lack of genuine reciprocity.

The closing stanzas convey a resigned understanding that while both individuals may grow and change, they cannot find resolution together. In the phrase "Words have no course," the speaker acknowledges the finality of the separation, where even conversation cannot mend what’s broken.

In summary, Remorse is a piece of acceptance and sorrow, underscoring that while personal growth is possible, the bond between the speaker and the partner is too damaged to continue. It’s a final gesture of understanding and letting go, even as both continue on separate paths of transformation.

Thank you.

'precipitous' does not mean 'rainy'--although it really could. English, a language for idiots xD

'The rules are made up and the points don't matter!'

A reply to https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3396554/beauty-in-the-struggle/

https://youtu.be/T87u5yuUVi8?si=pYz2E1Hqz9BrvVhL

Another classic 'Me' thing. Again, I don't really know how old this is. I wrote another piece that contrast this experience with where I am at now, I'll let you figure out which one. Recent occurrences reconnected me with some simple truths and I am behooved to share some of my lighter works from a time forgotten.

Real talk though; 'What if God Was One of Us?' xD

An oldie that I dusted off to provide some much needed levity to my stream. Honestly, I cannot ascertain when I actually wrote this as it exists before I began including dating conventions into saving my work and long before I thought that my work might be worth saving. Hmmmm, ironic. Even more ironic is the minutia is that no one saves anything locally anymore, we convene to the almighty 'Cloud'. Irony and anachronisms, that's me in a nutshell I suppose.

Although for extra 'Dad' factor:
Windows: ctrl+S
Mac Command+S
Linux... You hug a penguin before his fancy gala at the Met? I dunno Linux so  good. My neck is a barren landscape for bearding...

#free #offthecuff #relentless

Just raw feels. won't be up long. needs revision and better execution. The tip but, not the iceberg. Thank you, lovely's <3

EDIT 01: This is absolutely slovenly. It makes no point of being concise and ultimately results in a collection of of words that loosely rhyme. this is trash.

And everyone loses their collective ***** all at once!