I want a lover whos punk
A lover not afraid to stray the line
of whats wrong and whats right
I want a lover thats punk
no lawyers no contracts no junk
spray champagne and kiss me in the nuclear afterglow
I want a lover not afraid to show
intense affection with no thought of tomorrow
#poetry
Dance across the shower sparks
Thoughts alight like embracing
Holy darks
Shadows flicker of ambitious memory
Try and fail life soliloquy
Try again
Get up
Hit the gym
Make money
Steal your own heart
Make time
For your soul
Brought a big ass Bluetooth speaker to silent hill. Now it’s just hill.
There are fast days and feast days but no religion has yet had the idea of combining them: feasting while moving extremely fast.
Everyone sprinting about, hands full of food, all day long. Passing each other rotisserie chickens like marathon runners getting cups of water
damn it shinji.
show im playing in new york end of this month
whats ur favorite magic the gathering card?
wo this is rly cool
We got AI induced psychosis before GTA 6
sonic the hedgehog ran straight through my house and busted up my pipes
Yessss
transition goals
2025 was for poetry 2026 is for something else
if you see this post reply with something do I have any active engagement here...at all? lol
Final poem of challenge of writing one poem every day for the entire year of 2025
In the dimming light of yesterdays sun
The new day has yet begun
Bloodshot eyes and hurdles among us
Strange fortune and sorrows chorus
We stain the wintergreen lanterns with
Hope
And
We will find each other
After all
Honeysuckle dew dreaming
Doe eyes too
Sweet nights
We
Will find
Each other
#poetry
aaannnddd That's a wrap! I started this challenge for myself in Berlin on New Years on a manic whim. I will write one more poem for this yearly challenge after that who knows! It's been a crazy and emotional experience reading through every single one, reliving the emotions of this year viscerally.
The black sadness
Dark underground madness
Tears collecting In reservoir
A tender private moment
The right notes struck
Music resonating the lock
That unlocks the dam
To let the floodwaters through.
#poetry #poetrychallenge
Lonely nights
Walking home
Or curled in a fetal position
In the dark
Nicotine, my only friend
Suckle from your teat
The dark nectar
Of isolation
Nicotine, my only friend
There when no one else is
You don’t say it will be ok
You are just there
When nothing else is
And it’s dark
#poetry
The price of freedom
Is sometimes isolation
Loneliness makes one forgetful
Of what another’s warmth means
Meander
Wander
Wild
Time loses track
Of the paths not taken
How many fires lit
There could have been
Paths uncrossed
But the one always taken
The one walked alone
In any occasion
#poetry
Rip you mad brilliant legend
How long is the end
Days, minutes
Blend together like a shake
Frames askew
Are more disordered
Amongst the well arranged
If they are all at oblong angles
Then it’s just fashion
And the right angles
Are wrong
Disguised do the dead exist among us
Hidden in the ambience
Alive in the noise
#poetry
Intrinsic time factor dispersion
100000 Mutilated digital crabs
Sentient spreadsheets sending
Recommendations of caviar
Moodier meanings
Underneath networks of complexity
Grind xp
Before you were born
After you are dead
Inherent consciousness
Before the thought
I AM
Intrinsic truth
🦀💀
#poetry
Dreams are dead
Survive now
Try tomorrow
The next tutorial doesn’t even
Fit your operating system
The one before that was
Trite
Learn nothing
Burn the project
We try because we have nothing
But an ego trap
If only to make the best
Program
To count beads
how pretty
My mansion will be #poetry
Aloe Vera in elven ears
Running after the
Grind
Nothing works
Sink into depression
On the couch watching
Why your dreams aren’t worthless
Wrong idea
Wrong mind
Wrong action
UnEnlightenment
Restart again
Still fuck up
Headache, disillusionment
Giving up
Continue? Yes
We’re all dying anyway #poetry
If only there was a mirror
To be self aware
How am I fucking up
Every moment
Who am I
In relation to the cosmic spectacle
Test the waters
They are dark
Filled with self loathing
And incrimination of
How alone you are
It’s just a trick
Some sort of shtick
Not a symptom
But a cause
#poetry
Anxiety precedes the act
triggered feelings inside digestive tract
oblong meanderings
this is the end of a cycle
decade long educative tricycle
the training wheels are off
its just you now
cultivating the inner child
now with a todo list piled
being the parent
that child still needs
#poetry
Missed days
Missed hours
Missed opportunities
Missed flowers
Im the dowry of the bittersweet
Running from something
But what I know not of
Missed times
Missed lovers
Missed limerence
Missed covers
I’m already full
Of whatever makes my head empty
Mid memory feelings mixed
In familiarity #poetry
not quite tired
not quite awake
torn between comfy
and uncomfortable
not quite wanting to seize the day
but not wanting to stay in and rest
not depressed but not happy
middle way of feelings
is like being stuck between a pillow
and a hard place
not hungover
but also not sober
existing
