"I'm fine"
I used to think he loved the birds and dreamed awake of the stories from before.
I have heard that sharks might die Of suffocation when they still.
Monday morning.
I think I trust too many and know I judge too few. I empathize with the martyr almost as much as I do the one who cracks the whip. I know those with hate and cruelty flushed across their faces had a stern hand beat ideology into them from birth. The rage and fear screamed … Continue reading Chains and Stones (a poem about self-oppression)
'Mostly' I want the hole they left In my heart filled. I'm tired of looking back, Feeling the regret and sadness That I didn't understand them better. I want back the person I used to care about. But I know That person is dead. And the person Who is there now Is someone I am … Continue reading Mostly (a poem)
Do I have enough to eat alright? I think back to my last paycheck, and how long it has been. I know I can make rent, student loans, and still afford my dealer. This much, it will not kill me. I think back to all the times there was no pay out, about how angry … Continue reading I can afford it (a poem about addiction)
Gray Swirling fog Twists of smoke Clouds of spreading ink Encircling me Effortless black Stretches in flowing rings Transient shadow pulses And weightless friction Blend with the infinite Ashen fiction Open wounds throbbing Along the sides Of my naked limbs And weathered face Crimson drifts around Warm as an embrace Inescapable as fate Further to … Continue reading Gray (a poem)
We heaped lies on lies to cover up lies, We lied because we wanted appeal. We had never even known anything else, We did it to make ourselves feel real.
The publishing and media industries peddle to our sense of sympathy and morality in desperate attempts to not be absorbed by their competitors. They accomplish this by keeping company missions in line with the majority opinions on various social media platforms. Everything about our lives, down to our opinions, is actively being collected and sold by data harvesting corporations. Our way of thinking is up for sale.
