#revise - Hello Poetry

I once had a monstera Who thrived in my tears And melted mascara We loved to share fears She's sunburnt easily So I'm happy to wallow Simply ceaselessly Since laughter is too bright Content with shared misery I keep curtains drawn tight To keep her close by Now I have your cactus And I love it so much I do what I've practiced Gentle with my touch I water it with my tears I share all my fears You've left me with this plant So I can't let it die I love it so much So I cry and cry and cry But something strange happens Making my salt falter The leaves shrivel and wrinkle Maybe it needs more water I scream as I cry Because it keeps wilting I love it I love it I love it Maybe it needs more water I'm so scared to lose this To lose what's left of you So nurture it in my way It hasn't seen the sun in days Why is my cactus dying? Maybe I am just not trying Hard enough to water it The dam of my sorrows pours free I'm flooding my favorite plant Why is it dying? I mix my tears with paint It will accept my love if it's beautiful I mix my tears with blood It will accept my love if it's pitiful I mix my tears with sugar It will accept my love if it's sweet I pour and pour and pour And love and love and love And cry and cry and cry Please, I'm begging, just don't die My tears fall into empty hands A carcass sits in the window Longing for desert sands I realize too late The sun is what it craves Its roots filled with rot Left too long in a soaked *** The sun warms a plant long gone I tried too hard. I tried too wrong Neck aching, head bowed My cactus can't love me now

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Mar 6

Mar 6, 2026 at 3:54 PM UTC

emipoetry

Lord, I Worry That Love is Violence (revised)

I once had a monstera Who thrived in my tears And melted mascara We loved to share fears She's sunburnt easily So I'm happy to wallow Simply ceaselessly Since laughter is too bright Content with shared misery I keep curtains drawn tight To keep her close by Now I have your cactus And I love it so much I do what I've practiced Gentle with my touch I water it with my tears I share all my fears You've left me with this plant So I can't let it die I love it so much So I cry and cry and cry But something strange happens Making my salt falter The leaves shrivel and wrinkle Maybe it needs more water I scream as I cry Because it keeps wilting I love it I love it I love it Maybe it needs more water I'm so scared to lose this To lose what's left of you So nurture it in my way It hasn't seen the sun in days Why is my cactus dying? Maybe I am just not trying Hard enough to water it The dam of my sorrows pours free I'm flooding my favorite plant Why is it dying? I mix my tears with paint It will accept my love if it's beautiful I mix my tears with blood It will accept my love if it's pitiful I mix my tears with sugar It will accept my love if it's sweet I pour and pour and pour And love and love and love And cry and cry and cry Please, I'm begging, just don't die My tears fall into empty hands A carcass sits in the window Longing for desert sands I realize too late The sun is what it craves Its roots filled with rot Left too long in a soaked *** The sun warms a plant long gone I tried too hard. I tried too wrong Neck aching, head bowed My cactus can't love me now

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I just wanna feel something, someone not just my days all being blended into one depression, investments, they’re all up actually, they swallow me up but in the stomach of existential dread I feel freer in my head without all these man-made structures they want to let my rivers run red and leave me to the vultures it's the culture we live in, who do we reprimand? who would understand? take me back to ancestral land devoted to my our sacred place among the ecosystem not trying to oversee them we are not God, we are not omnipotent to the creator, we are nothing more than a rodent which fills its niche, which helps another fill theirs we are not individuals in a vacuum but complex affairs

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Oct 20, 2021

Oct 20, 2021 at 12:25 PM UTC

munybee

Mercury Retrograde

I just wanna feel something, someone not just my days all being blended into one depression, investments, they’re all up actually, they swallow me up but in the stomach of existential dread I feel freer in my head without all these man-made structures they want to let my rivers run red and leave me to the vultures it's the culture we live in, who do we reprimand? who would understand? take me back to ancestral land devoted to my our sacred place among the ecosystem not trying to oversee them we are not God, we are not omnipotent to the creator, we are nothing more than a rodent which fills its niche, which helps another fill theirs we are not individuals in a vacuum but complex affairs

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in that stillness moment i, questioning why people stare through (and stare within, staring through) that fuzz or mush like their covered window panes (staring within, staring through) that shy window pane that turns eeyoyvrbd e r o e b y v y d e e y y o d b r v so that i (staring in, staring at) may roam in eybdoryoyebordyoevydebdbeyodebedyobyobye turning my mind to that fuzz and static, becoming fogged window pane to look out (and stare) like rain droplets caressing so rough they fall to pound that pavement pavement so coarse and electric like the peppered mountain range where i stand my shoes fill like leaking boats to roam, to wander, in that desolate diorite range (staring within) questioning (staring through) as time joining disappearing as headache turns everybody to everything turns eybd oryoy ebordyoev ydeb dbeyodebe dyobyobye ebdoybeod ebdoeboy debot vverbdyodv verdbey odbver vebsrobe ybddoeb

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Jul 17, 2020

Jul 17, 2020 at 9:27 PM UTC

VictoriaRed

Thinking [Revised]

in that stillness moment i, questioning why people stare through (and stare within, staring through) that fuzz or mush like their covered window panes (staring within, staring through) that shy window pane that turns eeyoyvrbd e r o e b y v y d e e y y o d b r v so that i (staring in, staring at) may roam in eybdoryoyebordyoevydebdbeyodebedyobyobye turning my mind to that fuzz and static, becoming fogged window pane to look out (and stare) like rain droplets caressing so rough they fall to pound that pavement pavement so coarse and electric like the peppered mountain range where i stand my shoes fill like leaking boats to roam, to wander, in that desolate diorite range (staring within) questioning (staring through) as time joining disappearing as headache turns everybody to everything turns eybd oryoy ebordyoev ydeb dbeyodebe dyobyobye ebdoybeod ebdoeboy debot vverbdyodv verdbey odbver vebsrobe ybddoeb

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my laptop when i type clicks and even when im not quite sure what it is im typing it still onward click click clicks onward as if something important dancing sporadically over keys in that heavy C L I C K CLICK C L I C K when i look up i see jumbled letters meaningless little black doodles sprawled across lifeless conglomerations of things i know and (dont) cl just wanted to hear the sound

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Jul 15, 2020

Jul 15, 2020 at 6:29 PM UTC

VictoriaRed

Important [Revised]

my laptop when i type clicks and even when im not quite sure what it is im typing it still onward click click clicks onward as if something important dancing sporadically over keys in that heavy C L I C K CLICK C L I C K when i look up i see jumbled letters meaningless little black doodles sprawled across lifeless conglomerations of things i know and (dont) cl just wanted to hear the sound

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There's a glitter in my eyes When I've caught a kind of sleep, A star who's come to earth to rise Each morning from the deep. And for a celestial second I won't groan or creak Old ship will slip through water beckoned; Bare the world a bidden streak. I can leave this sandpit If only for a day And look at all above the wit That sleep has granted on my way. I feel a better person I feel a better son For more important things may worsen Moods of those who slower run. For now I'll ring my jester bell, I'll jump and dance and cheer. I'm happy now for I do well With all the sleep that's granted, dear. And morning peach shall find me spent Exhausted by this rocket jet But I will smile for days that went And glitters I have not held yet.

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Apr 20, 2016

Apr 20, 2016 at 6:09 AM UTC

Porto-graffiti

The Star on Earth

There's a glitter in my eyes When I've caught a kind of sleep, A star who's come to earth to rise Each morning from the deep. And for a celestial second I won't groan or creak Old ship will slip through water beckoned; Bare the world a bidden streak. I can leave this sandpit If only for a day And look at all above the wit That sleep has granted on my way. I feel a better person I feel a better son For more important things may worsen Moods of those who slower run. For now I'll ring my jester bell, I'll jump and dance and cheer. I'm happy now for I do well With all the sleep that's granted, dear. And morning peach shall find me spent Exhausted by this rocket jet But I will smile for days that went And glitters I have not held yet.

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