#attempted
will you, won't you
will you, won't you
will you, won't you xchange
reality, we believe, we take agency
we agree aggressive will to cohere,
be here,
on point, first respondent, codefendant,
mental, pause and reflect, what can matter,
what remains unexplained, mere must be there,
dark materials essential for the data we share,
all knowing humans never in history have known,
just, what,
justice, instantiated, on the cross,
wait, face reality, what one man doubts,
another testifies, was what we all must just
believe, like tov ra means nothing more than
good, and evil
and any child can tell the difference,
as if, in reality as made aware we are, among stars,
incredibly arranged in patterns appearing, to us,
as more than any before us could imagine, and we,
first live Earthian sapient writing species, wrote we
lieve be the faith of the ruling majority among us,
as the good books makes many believe, we do, too,
believe that whatsoever and whosover are general
artfully designated pre posed ever what or who
may once upon this very time feel drawn into
the greatest story ever told, on earth, unbeknownst
to any mind let be in Jesus, the fixer of Judaic flaws,
mostly along exceptionalist matters of archeological
reasonings remains from the prophets sawn asunder,
for reasons all Pharisee degrees deny worth under
standing
as if the actual lines attested
to as literal interpretations,
of genuine wisdom manifestations, sought
by the loser, found
by the browser
in ancient cesspits, pearls shat
and left un re discovered
for someday,
someday,
some
day
but likely not this one, this is sleep, not death,
I shut my eyes and think a thanks, truth prevails.
Jul 14, 2025
Jul 14, 2025 at 2:11 AM UTC
I try to describe the way she moves,
Though I fail to write a proper example.
So I move to painting,
Yet I just can't capture all her stunning stride,
In acrylics and canvas.
So I'll try to see if I can ever write it out again.
Feb 18, 2025
Feb 18, 2025 at 10:05 PM UTC
"Tell my mom I love her," She wrote, midnight creeping in,
The chill of the night swarmed me,
a gut-wrenching, stomach clenching knowing,
Flashing lights in the distance,
minds chaotic, frantic, dazed,
banging and banging and banging
The time flew, or jumped, or vanished,
and I saw the cuts, the tears, the pain,
the utter nothingness behind sad orbs,
The blood dripping from her neck and arms,
slowly, drying, as if taunting the scars,
she said nothing, only cried, wept and screamed,
Beside her, I stand as she says
"I don't regret it at all."
Mar 16, 2021
Mar 16, 2021 at 7:31 PM UTC
Slip sliping away
Hide away
My pain
At the back of
My closet
Dwelling in my pain
All the hurt and wrong
Done on to me
Screeming for them to leave me be
To let me be me
still thankful of those who foiled my plan
And boy was it grand
Instead I sat in the grandstands at Contact 2013,
Vancouver BC
Combating a invisible disease
To where everyday
It’s hard to breath
Still I stand tall
With the ball in my court
Not going to port
To where attempt number 3
Takes place
Instead a
Near death experience at sea
Thanks carnival
50 bands
Taken away from me
All in order to save me
From myself.
Thank You Chase for always being there for me in dark times.
Thanks for not letting me have 50bands to just end it all with it.
Thanks to you a known time and predreamt dreams all come to be and continue to do so.
Thanks for showing me the lighter side of life to where every day is a good day.
I love you bro,
Always
© Try
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 8:16 PM UTC
He travelled to Canada's west coast
To sit in fields of Mushrooms Magic.
Psychoactive effects created rooms
Filled with white cognitive static.
He returned to his hometown small
In Boreal forests of Ontario's Northland.
Beyond locked doors now unhinged
He sank deeper in grey matter quicksand.
No one quite knew Joshua anymore.
Disturbance eclipsed his passive way.
At the local pub he told Ed and me
He was being followed by the C.I.A.
In one weeks time he picked up a knife
And stabbed his father and mother.
His father lay dead on the kitchen floor
She played dead and tried not to shudder.
Joshua was found just sitting in their car
When police came to the scene of the crime.
In a hospital for over thirty years now
His room has been a static void sealed mind.
Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 10:37 AM UTC
I remember meeting you when the world knew you were sane.
Before life tried to finish you in it's game.
Then before my eyes everything around became so distant.
No matter how hard I tried or to who I listened.
It wasn't over after that, me looking at your photos of after you turned black.
Maybe pity got me to mix up my feelings.
Another conflict in my mind, another thing I was dealing.
Then, again you were distant, more I imagined possible.
The reality of you moving beyond everything in my mind was unstoppable.
And so, I just hoped you gained peace.
Didn't matter in my mind whether or not you thought of me.
Not gonna lie, in that time I misjudged you.
You were moving on but better than I knew.
Won't forget seeing you at the fair.
Memories of previously how you hugged me came back then and there.
I was glad to see and again hear from you.
And that thought of you in my head became again a better view.
Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 2:06 PM UTC
I watch the moths bounce off,
And imagine every attempt
I’ve ever made to love.
I feel the night like they do,
I feel the flight like they do, futile,
And remaining drawn to the flames;
If only to pray upon altars ash.
And when the goddess leans
To burn once more,
When the mosquito licks my arm;
I scratch and scratch and scratch
To bleed;
I hope the one next to me,
I hope she slices when I sleep,
I hope she plants flowers,
I hope she was jubilant,
And if only for those few hours.
May 26, 2016
May 26, 2016 at 10:45 PM UTC
They find her
(the nurses)
just in time
a thin cord
(from some guys
pyjamas)
round her neck
attempting
suicide
by hanging
in the bogs
(the toilets)
naked feet
just about
to leap off
the bog seat
never seen
the nurses
panic so
but this time
I saw them
panicking
like chickens
when a fox
is near by
poor Yiska
carried down
the corridor
by nurses
screaming out
(Yiska's voice)
foul curses.
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 12:18 PM UTC
Its frightening as a thunderclap in a twilight forest and as deafening as the steady drip-drops in a cavern beyond light.
As choking as being tossed asunder with no life preserver in a raging sea, to be swallowed in ice and time.
As sought after as a Virgin's pure kiss, by needy fervent lips and steady hands gripping all the more tighter.
As feared as Death's embrace, if not more, because it says you are finally alone.
It is that blissful white noise, that comes with a much sought after release with a patient and attentive lover.
It is the steady dull ache in your bones, as the glistening blade caresses your skin.
As it washes over me I breathe deep. I feel the fear, and the panic as to what if they find me this time, and will they ever.
But as I let wave after wave crash down upon me, drip after drop hit the floor.
As my fear gives way to bliss my lover could not bring, my panic drifts to calm from the songs the knife does sing.
...As comforting as floating in the ocean, as soft as a lovers sated kiss, as lost as a child's purity, and as beautiful as Lady Death's familiar arms.
I cannot wait to seek the cool embrace once again...
Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 7:29 PM UTC