December 2024

I’m busy and I’m not sure if I like it or not, but my writing capacity gets used up for filling out paperwork.

Things would almost be easier if I was a diamond in the rough that needed saving, but I am water.

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Your true feelings accidentally slipped out, and in that moment I knew you were going to torture me for it.

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Protector

Happy people are insufferable. I guess it’s how they choose to ignore certain atrocities of life while I choose to fixate on them. In doing so, they seem cold, and they can feel too dark to be around laughing amidst the suffering. Alone I couldn’t pretend alongside them, but I could living under the protection of harder minds. I used other men as my buffer to anything that felt too raw. They were callous so I didn’t have to be. I reveled in the pleasure of being completely aware yet completely indifferent to what any other consider disturbing.

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a transient

I’m tired, and I do not want you anymore, therefore I cast no spells in the form of prose or poetry. There are no revelations, no aphorisms, no pain-soothing confessions. The metaphors don’t translate. It’s not just you.

I don’t remember most of what I wrote, but only to never write it again. In my memory it takes the form of sparkling dust I leave behind wherever I go. These spells we cast most definitely work but we have no control over who or when.

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For:

Mike: A reading comprehension so strong he has the ability to filter through typos, misused words, and insecure overuses of “umm’s” and “like’s”

Ian: Aren’t you glad we never dated?

Dana: Academia sucks the emotion out of everything, not just poetry. So then, what is it for?

The complicated: Furiously charged by something so nuanced only he had thought about how offensive it will seem in the prolonged future of humanity. Someone’s quoting of Edison “I found 1000 ways of how to not make a light bulb” sends him into a boiling rebuttal about how putting inventors on a pedestal demoralizes people who come from families who don’t value nor instill education as a virtue in their children, that it sequesters freedom of thought to only be rewarded to those who use their imagination to contribute to society’s technological advancement, that by quoting something so obvious to most children it reverse psychologically implies that we didn’t already intuitively know that mistakes are fine thus inadvertently make us think that up until hearing that quote we believed our mistakes as failures thus putting the majority of feeble minded adults as victim to a form of thought that benefits heads of corporational hierarchies and send those at the bottom in a state of “of everyone else is doing it different than I must be in the wrong” state of tunnel minded fear.

For the simple: Behind the walls of a mundane little town two people share that soul penetrating love that brings the horizon to life.