Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
(Inspired by Carlo C Gomez’s ‘The Lacemaker‘)

We’re manufactured girls,
designed to be beautiful and pointless.

Everything we tell you has to be true,
we feel we can open up to you.

We’re decorated and prepared for sacrifice.

We can touch your tender isolation
and reinforce your inadequate truths.

We can mirror your internal struggles
and help you shape your damnation.

You’ve caressed our powerless distress
a thousand times, with sleep's dark hands.

Don’t feel your destroying something beautiful

You know, when privately accessible
in the darkness of your man cave
our soft, immediate shapes
excuse extraordinary behavior.

That’s all we want.
.
.
A song for this:
Genesis. by RAYE
This is about the dark side of male fantasy - as far as I understand it. A comedian named Shaun Murphy has this joke, that’s always stuck in my mind: “The difference in the male and female *** drive, is like the difference between shooting a bullet and throwing it.”
We (my generation) get to deal with the **** influence - a lot of guys have seen WAY too much fake sexuality and come to women with dark, unrealistic expectations.
The earth is
Dying of old age
But if it’s me,
That dies first,
Hopefully I get
To enjoy what I’ve
Enjoyed in its
Presence.

The warm and tenderness
Of unconditional love,
Or the passion behind
Nerudas words,
swim in the transparency
Of the freezing rivers
That embark their journey
On the vertebrae of that
Shackled Island
That I used to call home.

If it’s me that dies first,
Don’t let those who
Speak my name see
What I have become,
Let them remember me
For who I was,
Hollowed eyes,
From restless nights,
The incoherencies
That I speak,
The laughs that
Surround me,
Echoing until
Eternity ain’t eternal
Anymore.

When it’s me that dies first,
Take me back
to where I was born
Bury me under the sapling
Of a flamboyán tree,
Love and care as much
Maybe more than you have,
Watch me reborn, grow,
Become magnificent
Dressed in orange reds
And greens.

Finally, carve unto me
The words that I’ve written,
watch me grow old
like I did life’s ago
And forget about me.
 May 29 Chuck Kean
nivek
one wanted to live by the sea
within wooded retreat

one does not know how it happened
but it happened to me.
 May 29 Chuck Kean
nivek
subtle personal agendas;
flies in the spiders web.
to have escaped, is rare.
 May 29 Chuck Kean
Traveler
At this point of my experience,
I am very content with my reality.
Happiness is being alive, I came here to live a good life and know love from an individual perspective.

Why are you here?
Traveler 🧳 Tim
 May 15 Chuck Kean
Maddy
Following Your Dreams Doesn't Mean You Can't Follow Another Path
You Can Listen
Take It In
Decide Knowing How Long to Keep On and how as well as when to Let Go
Create New Paradigms
Make Heroism Happen
Strive For Achievement
You Never Thought You Would Attain
Keep Reading and Climbing
Miamsma?
It's Not Vague
Beyond Reproach
Damage To Truth
Too Many Broken Souls
Who Dont Understand Laws, Regulations, And Rules
Need to be Followed And Respected
When They Can Be Adapted and Reexamined
For Change Takes Time
And Effort
Rules Can Be Bent and Broken Fior The Good

C@rainbowchaser2024
w any Broken So
 May 15 Chuck Kean
Lila
One fear I think about often is one I don’t think many people have

I fear the mundane
I fear that I will never frolic in the fields, or learn with the elves
I fear never drinking with dwarves or feasting with hobbits
I fear never fighting a dragon or meet a talking tree
I fear that I will never be wild or free
I fear that the world will never NEED me
I’m afraid that I fear reality
Stop your regrets
sadness, worry, your presets.
Look up. Reform your mind.
Today is a new time
full of possibility
a festival of fertility
plug in to grace
quicken your pace
to the next frontier
put it in high gear
leave the desert of despair
breathe in the brisk fresh air
arise, emerge and begin
to believe again.

Amen.
The present storms have gotten me down, my friends. I needed some fresh advice. And got it. Thanks for reading. I love you.
Next page