#neither
Neither here nor there but somewhere in between
is the space that conceals you and isn't really seen.
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Jan 23
Jan 23, 2026 at 10:43 AM UTC
I neither want to live nor die
And I don't want to lie
That **** scares me out
Knowing that I should be feeling either one
Have you ever felt that you don't care?
Not about the others but yourself
It's like you're just letting the water flow
Not minding if it leads you to a bay or your downfall
I feel quiet a bit adventurous
But I know these are dangerous
One wrong step would destroy me
in absolute pieces that you cannot count it
If it happens, it's okay I guess
I guess I just had to deal with the consequences
But is there even anything to fear?
I didn't even chose to live nor die, I just choose neither.
Jul 22, 2020
Jul 22, 2020 at 12:23 AM UTC
am a human tool, a drawing pencil, shedding skin cells and lead from the no. 2 pencil in my saliva
am **** and blood, skin and hair, all come-go, return re-tuned,
at their own chosen speed, gen of regeneration
am cracks and orifices, filling and emptying obediently,
to the tidings of the grieving gravity of my moon's decisions
that govern the lunatic cycle
you may kiss me with all your heart into a robust welcoming,
scorn me with spittle and deem unfit, I know the difference
and it is inconsequential
am, see me as combustible or flat, airless and empty,
as a new or a two day old birthday balloon, or an abbreviated haiku, that makes the reader gasp for the reasoning for breathing
think of me as a meme who responds to the touch of your
nippled forefinger, but my powers are unlisted, therefore unlimited
for I am neither cyber or cypher though aesthetically they
appear as parts of my humanity, a human machine
forever reprogramming to new stimuli sensulating, such as
the temperature of your breath, the many disparate odors of you,
the curve of your eyes, the wetness of moist places
inputs that bear emergent newborn children notions in my
chested cavernous gas chambers, the bellum bellies of my brain
my digital describe in thousands of computers do hide,
but to comprehend the interacting calculations that are
my constancy and my inconsistencies, you must make a tour
if you are awake between midnight ~ dawn when from wells,
the visions, the fluids and the words are drawn
they,
the residuals of a man's *********** between
other humans, akin, and the thriving discourse between
man and gods of invisible powers,
that offers insanity
as a viable solution, to cracking the coded human DNA,
we exchange in silence from need,
to translate ourselves
to each other
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 8:48 AM UTC
And, what the **** did you expect of me?
I'm sorry.
Pardon my french...
I can't help but cuss, when these mother ******* got me pressed
Ill be fine after this commerical break,
But until then,
Let me lay your facts straight.
Need I not remind you,
It was our first date
the moment I said I was obsessed with love
I heard your chest scream
Your eyes spoke of forever
Your sternoclaydo mastodon pulsated
Like orange juice after a blood drive...
***** I revitalized you.
I think you got the script wrong
Wipe ur frames down,
I'll put this very slowly, now
Your love for me burned so hot, it was no longer a fire, but wild.
You smothered me.
You wanted to watch my flames dance,
But only under your command
My love is rotten?
Spoiled?
Selfish?
When out of the two of us, you just wanted me to yourself?
Your own insecurities is what made your inferiority become true,
maybe that's why your eyes burn,
You never accepted who I was.
My spirit knows no bounds.
Your spirit, wasn't fast enough.
Respectfully,
you bowed out.
You ignorant mother ****** you did not know a **** thing of me
I guess I'm mad, I thought you did
Pure love is not of possession,
Instead, to be greatful for every cent spent
My presence is a luxury,
Did I make you feel inferior?
To feel as though you almost could afford it?
**** Right! One last thought, before I go.
Women are mother Earth incarnate
Chaotic creatures,
Who never seem to lose.
Do you think you're upset,
because deep down,
you knew, you bite off more than you could chew?
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 6:56 PM UTC
I'm on the train again.
Stopped at Manchester Airport
I am presented with an excellent opportunity to check out a flight attendant standing by the doors.
Her uniform is block red.
Of mice and men, it's the boys
Who ogle, cats soon to be fed.
And I did always think there was something sinister about cats
Their sly eyes and how they yawn
How they pretend to sleep long past dawn but have been slinking and thinking and stinking and
Hunting
The blood of mice
and men reward their pet's **** with a stroke of their ego by their ego.
"It's human nature" to hunt for rich, red reward you say
"It's part of being a man"
I'll say human nature can,
No, should, change,
And I avert my gaze with shame.
Sep 10, 2017
Sep 10, 2017 at 5:07 AM UTC
I am neither of them nor above them.
Though I do stand here looking out.
I am separate.
I am me.
As much as you can ever be you,
And I have ever been me.
For it is in this place where we become we.
The investors,
The collectors,
And the testing who test the testers.
We are us and they are them.
And yet the youth of today and tomorrow so rarely see,
That the educated and the un are all the same,
Just like you and me.
We all are people,
And to each his or her own.
We each try and find our own way to flee from it all,
Above it all.
Outward and upward.
In such a world,
And in such words as you will find here,
Is where you will always find someone like me.
Neither of nor above.
Yet ever present,
Always yearning to be free.
Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 4:42 PM UTC
Trust me when I say that I would give them both to you,
So what if you would break them both kiddo.
Because that is what you did because you knew that only,
No problem with that either because I let you go.
Friends & family all so long ago warned me about this fate,
So you need not worry as I was ready to see you go.
I take all the blame because I was the one searching for a mate.
Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 1:21 AM UTC
People consider me atheist,
But I am agnostic deep inside,
I recognize an unearthly power,
One that works at unearthly hour.
Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 8:51 AM UTC
" Neither do I"
Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 9:42 AM UTC
I Peered Out Of The Room Windows,
I Was In This Desolate Guesthouse,
It Was A Comfortable Rest House,
And Here I Was In Anticipation,
Angel Or Whosoever Was Awaited,
Will She Pop Into My Vision Here Too,
Was It Only A Seasick Mind's Illusion?
Was All That Really Just An Illusion,
Thinking This I Prepared For Bed,
Then I Felt A Flute Was Playing,
Looked Into Sound's Direction,
All I Saw Then Was Foggy Night,
My Own Reflection Was Also Visible,
Slightly If Not Entirely Can Be Seen.
I Recalled The First Night At The Sea,
She Did Appear On The Towed Raft,
A Beautiful Mermaid I Had Seen,
Now I Did Remember It Clearly,
My Face Was No Longer Mine,
Yes It Was The Beautiful Face Of Hers,
She Wasn't Sad As I Did Remember.
She Was Smiling So Very Divinely,
Her Brown Eyes Stared So Cutely,
More Divine Felt She Was Really,
I Thought That It Was So Early,
My Pocket Watch Showed Three,
I Took My Eyes Off And Went To Bed,
Then & There She Was Lying For Me.
I Again Let My Mind Play Games,
Never Did Imagine Turning Mad,
Now I Was Not Feeling As Bad,
Neither I Wanted To Break It,
Nor It Felt Like One Anymore,
This Was The Dream I Loved To Live,
As If The Boon Was Presented To Me.
She Smiled As I Sat On The Bed,
I Asked Her, "Are You Real?"
"Yes, Just As Your Thoughts,"
I Then Stared At Her Lips,
She Then Touched Me Again,
Hands As Soft As That Night At Sea,
I Just Felt Like Opposing Her Touch.
I Blankly Smiled And Thought,
'My Thoughts Are Surely Real,'
Then I Just Let Her Guide Me,
The Moon Shone So Bright,
It Just Felt Really So Very Right,
Resigning I Just Let My Illusion Win,
It's Love We Were Sharing, Not A Sin.
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 6:35 AM UTC
You said you weren't designed
To be someone's husband
Or someone's father.
And God, I said, me neither.
But didn't it **** me
To know
We will never be
Anything
I have wanted.
F.Z.N
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 7:52 PM UTC
Two travelers, pursuing knowledge!
One goes from the outside in
Sees divide from sky to skin,
Forgets the God's footsteps and where they've been..
Two travelers, must acknowledge!
One goes from the inside out
Knows unity, no single doubt.
Sees them wither just so they can sprout.
Together today,
Travelers of two wandering ways.
Eye to eye, they utter and say
Its neither nor, and both today!
Sighs the wind,
Oh how knowledge is ever so grey.
Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 9:21 PM UTC
while I may do you perfectly. the snow angels on gasoline st., did you
see them? All of the houses were dripping wet too, one girl with gold laces on her leopard shoes wore red plastic pants; totally soaked to the bone.
to train ourselves to brave the heat of each others' bodies as we awaken in one small bed, one small blanket. the both of us yawn. it's so fun to make waffles but neither of us like to eat preference. I love you to death but prefer to brush my teeth alone- one tooth at a time.
embrace your new t-shirt, even though not everyone enjoys a good show of a flock of crows. hand drawn indie wicker-hipster prints. coffee by the pint. you crack me up like vitrifying glass sheens of the individual bubbles in a bubble bath or the ****** glazed eyes of the monsters' eye while a shark attacks.
creaky sounds of bodies mapped by fingers, tickled tummies rippled by listening to witch house singers. you crack me up, count chocula. It's Saturday, I love to laugh while laying down. everybody's funnier when they're laying on the ground. we toast to ghosts.
luminous lengths of birthday candles
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May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 3:55 AM UTC