#incompatible
What's the matter with me lately?
I've a feeling I'm no good no more
Should I have a system check
Possibly get the upgrade three point four?
Problem is my hardware is outdated
Not sure what support I can expect
The new software won't install
We're incompatible I suspect.
Time comes and you begin to think
This has truly lost its fun
Now I must watch you from the corner here
How you carry on with a new honey bun.
Aug 29, 2021
Aug 29, 2021 at 6:48 AM UTC
an adorable little lamb
fur so soft, strong like a ram
who would have known
you were nothing but a sham.
looking back, perhaps you really were
who you were
i thought of you like a wolf in sheep's clothing
but i think we just didn't fit, without us knowing
you were like a lamb, soft in your own right
but i was a dolphin, never destined to see the light
i hope you're flocking in the fields
and that time has made you heal.
Jun 27, 2020
Jun 27, 2020 at 3:04 PM UTC
I’m the unfinished poem
And you’re the deadline closing in way too soon.
This is not shaping up to be anyone’s best work.
You’re the chair with a faulty seat
And I’m the *** falling through.
Is it my fault for not checking first?
I’m the ambulance sirens wailing outside on your street,
But you’re the silence I need to concentrate.
How are you going to work with this?
You’re the hands typing away
And I’m the keyboard with a missing key.
Or maybe you’re missing a finger?
What about the deadline?
How is this going to work if you’re missing a finger?
Is this what’s making me the ***
I might be the biggest obstacle you have,
And baby you’re not one for track and field.
Bring your best revision to the table,
I don’t think you’re saving this piece.
Whether this is a creative block or not,
You’re dealing with a failure to write.
Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 8:52 PM UTC
You somehow eclipsed all my moments in the sun.
Where upon I became the penumbra in your presence.
The moods you wore left me sodden and confused.
Our times together had become painfully arduous.
Aug 9, 2019
Aug 9, 2019 at 7:58 PM UTC
He lives in days
I live in decades
His world in constant change
My world struggles to be sane
The master of his ship
Unbothered by the sea
I am the waves, the current
All the chaos underneath
How incompatible are we
Only now I've come to see
He was made for adventure
But he was not made for me
He can tolerate the harshness
He can understand my depth
But tolerance is still not love
Or else he wouldn't have left
Our paces are mismatched
They cannot intertwine
How do I catch up to him
If his pace outruns mine
His seconds are my moments
So little that he forgets
Locked beneath my trenches
Like a buried treasure chest
Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 12:25 PM UTC
Salivating
Slide in
Sugar-searching serpent
You spark
In this ****
A naive mind
That this might
Work out
Before you
Tire out
Tonguing
Lemon-lime lollies
Licking your lips
For a confection
A bit more
Cherry
Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 11:12 PM UTC
Dilemmas of inconsistent reflections
never looking at the same
mirror.
Where cracks seem like gorges of
incompatible strains upon
morality.
But there is a way to not look in
deliberation upon false
impressions.
Look within each other, not the warped
reflection conflicting our
humanity.
Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 5:03 PM UTC
If my bed was bigger would you have laid with me
Will you excuse the squeeze in the place of comfortability
Our bodies close, replace our blankets with the heat
flowing, mellifluously reverberating, from within
My heavy mind, spiralling in self abhor
Dawdles on a pillow, simpering with decay
Solace I discovered in your arms instead, taming the uproar
The bane of your predicament, your spirits sway
The twilight of distraught tickles the hairs on my arms
But now comes the noon of melancholia.
My Ivy legs cripples your limbs, the bruises I see- constellations
Contradictory you lament, the cries a synergy of appoggiatura
A long time ago, you asked for my hand
Belittling the shards in my bossoms
Dismissing my remonstrance; to Hell with it
“I can bear it, I know I can.”
But you couldn’t. No, you wouldn’t
Your body has began to gnaw
The dilapidated bed creaks, your temper peaks
“I’m out, loving you isn’t the law.”
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 1:32 AM UTC
Change is good.
we need to change.
we learn, we grow
and we change
for the better
I've changed
and boy,
have you changed.
And
We've changed
into people that
aren't compatible
I love you
so its time
to part and to
let each other
grow.
Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 8:28 PM UTC
His moonlight skin
My guide in the dark
Eyes a galaxy
But I'm searching for his heart
He plucked the sun from the sky
Swapped it for my soul
Though you can't have both day and night
We compliment each other
But can never complete each other
Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 2:02 PM UTC