#ubiquitous
You are everywhere.
In the waves on the beach
and the fresh salt air.
In my morning toast,
just buttered lightly,
paired with a mug of Pike Place Roast.
In the starting chill of October
that nips at my skin ever so slightly.
In the living laughter of someone sober;
They need nothing to keep them tightly—
In my own wounded truth,
turnt on me by beloved hands unable to bear,
Like a loaded gun given through trust to see—
Shot at the chest
of the trusting that shared.
Remembrance of your presence unthin,
the flickering hope is now shown care.
Serenity of a mind drowned in dread within—
Before you,
they were so unaware.
Maybe bent steel, never shattered glassware.
I see experience variedly disguises akin.
If the bite of old hurt makes teeth go bared,
I know it will subside again.
As the rolling world renews the wear,
through piercing strife,
doubt and despair,
I will remain at peace—
You are there.
Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 1:38 PM UTC
love
a version of life,
we encounter daily
in the hand holding
couples with locked eyes,
if should one ask, it be the chief
characteristic of this thing called lov,
is its unlimited unlocking nature,
it appears like a horizon,
unlimited, unended, a
line far but close enuf,
it can be touched
even if it’s the
brain confess
close and yet
unreachable
this dichotomy specially prevalent,
everywhere,, an illusion~
delusion, called the
unlimited ubiquitous~
all around us, there for the taking & giving,
a capability installed instilled at birth
to everyone, everywhere, to all,
but like
a key without a hole,
it is always hopeful and
optimistic, a resource
natural spring from
deep within the
earth, always
replenished
it’s an unlimited, ubiquitous thing
should be easy to spot, retrieve and
keep, but the key fits only one
particular lock, and that is so
**** hard to find & fit,
it makes us completely
crazy, non-compliant,
this love thing,
a rarity, and
a major pain
to everyone
*tho in everything,
yet keep on trying
because it is ubiquitous, imagined
to be unlimited, ready ease so imaginable, just over the horizon*
Oct 19, 2024
Oct 19, 2024 at 9:12 AM UTC
At this juncture it would seem
your ubiquitous problems
have become obscene
so
to make all this less operose
delve deep and
find the root and show
that you can stem the flow
at the fountain head
and choose the right
route instead.
Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020 at 3:06 PM UTC
the readout simply showed,
i am the brand name.
it was the ubiquitous, and as
was i.
production and consumption
are protected.
i am the being from which the experience is squeezed.
i am the experience repackaged and sold.
altered by demand, altered again by experience.
then squeezed, then sold, then squeezed, then sold.
hyperreality affords the assurance of eternal life.
i am information, in its creation, in
its propagation. the plot has been tossed
in favor of the house of character,
atlantic, and pacific.
Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 3:58 AM UTC
I’ve been roped and doped
Also been ***** and taped.
I’ve been slugged and drugged
I was bugged, then I shrugged.
It is all just another day’s work
For a silly streetwalking ****
It’s life without a single perk,
Pays less than a checkout clerk.
I keep changes of tight clothes,
Show off the body, anything goes.
Use a languid suggestive pose
No one questions, everyone knows.
Stand by a light pole and grin
Someone will quickly pull in
And ask if you’ll go for a spin
In half a hour, I’m back again.
If they seem to want to pass
Turn around and show some ***
I make sure I show some sass
And am sure to be smoking grass.
Sure I get picked up by the cops
But, this old story never stops.
It’s a tale as old as these shops.
It’s bad when the temperature drops.
Rain, sleet and snow, I’m around
Staking out my piece of ground
To see what trade can be found
Hunting for the everyday hound.
So drop by and see me any day.
I’m not like the sun, I won’t go away.
I’ll be here as you drive by to say:
“Hello, baby, want some fun today?
Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 2:58 PM UTC