ay, she's bonny
she's funny
perfect as can be
she's pretty
she's witty
gentle as the sea
[the one I'd sail, at least]
she's silly
likes my wet willies
[if you know what I mean]
ain't a blemish 'pon her,
not face nor character,
cept of course how close she keeps me
#bonny #vss365
HARMONY!?
ha, they thought; one side to bow before another; NO; the process is folding, folding, both sides bending, then binding, and folding together; they thought they wouldn't have to change; everything changes; PROGRESS is
harmony is hard-fought
#harmony #vss365
I just touched a stream of hot water and got a static shock. that's it; that's my day so far. didn't know that was possible. sometimes surprise is truly shocking; #lightning to always revitalize my life lest it get stale
#vss365
we compare them to jewels because we want to mine and take and own, their beauty ours, it must be, its an inevitability, that's what they're for! it's in my blood, royal lineage of man, to bleed for, make me bleed; I will, I need, she, hers, MINE
I get lost in her eyes, every time
#jewelry #vss365
administration
allow them their sins, forgive their souls, and afford them every last consequence they deserve; magnanimous is welcoming them through the fire, not denying them the flames
justice is blind but she must smell them burning
#magnanimous #vss365
I mine my soul's scattered scabs; a bountiful harvest; memories of misery contracting my self into fetal claw; growth inhibited; future full of pain; words the only world in which I'm free
#bountiful #vss365
the drink abscessed my scattered thoughts and I pushed and drank till burst pus showered down around me; I've made worse mess before but this time I can taste it; acid hurt, she hurt me, again, burns, and I don't even think she meant it; my mind's a mess; drink; and stupor tomorrow
#lethargy #vss365
cataracts form where you let them; eyes, mind, soul
daily maintenance, mindfulness, gratefulness; good practice; lest you go through the world blind and deaf and numb
I fight against the forces blinding every day; I clear myself to see more clearly
still the world is clouded
#vss365 #cataract
I would wage a greater war than any ever had before if that is what it took to partake in her splendor; but fortunately for the world she's a much gentler soul, and kinder, than the lost beauties who wanted love on the world's pyre; she likes my roguish ways and I'll steal her away
#splendor #vss365
there's a certain strength to timidity; a mindfulness, to be aware of all the ways it could go wrong; as courage and confidence have been replaced by thoughtlessness and bluster, let's bring it back; let's be afraid, and hesitate; let's miss a chance now, for something beautiful later
#timid #vss365
obsess; we can't even pretend to live in the same world; counting pennies, and spending billions just to shitpost; a fractured world of fractured sanities; I'm full of pity for the pained mind striving just to survive; nothing for the small men lost in their vision; hardly living
#obsessed #vss365
Guess yesterday's can do double duty 🫡
the orbital definitions of our lives are mostly fixed; early onset conditions we have little power to redefine yet love carelessly to define others by; oh striving for escape velocity, for the fortune and materiel; oh how many lives lost, how many judged lost; oh how many unbegun
#velocity #vss365
the orbital definitions of our lives are mostly fixed; early onset conditions we have little power to redefine yet love carelessly to define others by; oh striving for escape velocity, for the fortune and materiel; oh how many lives lost, how many judged lost; oh how many unbegun
#orbital #vss365
the sky is empty no matter how much we pretend; how our hopeful eyes go blind to the night, delusion twinkling like a distant galaxy; it's vast and lonely and no wish can ever fill it, not even a world full of wanting; let ourselves go. and drift. and die. in the dark
#stellar #vss365
enchanted? deluded? eyes wide, wired, locked on shiny things made by machines for that precise purpose.
I just shake my head and look away; I've got better things.
for now, I've got better things
#enchanted #vss365
if we zoom out, if we keep zooming
everything is miniscule, everything is like nothing
if we zoom in, if we come back
choose what to focus on,
choose
let us make what matters matter
and let us let the rest be
#miniscule #vss365
even in my dreams I don't dare;
I have her there, and that's enough. close to me, sharing her warmth with me, giving time to me, and care. it's enough
it never will be, but for me, it's enough
#kiss #vss365 #poem #poetry #Valentine's #yearning
a trick of biblical proportions; left lacuna in all the holy books; gap spread to other common moral texts; to schools; throughout the peoples
I found the section reflected in lived reality; whole, but tough to parse, and tougher to put to practice; how to have
Hard Conversations
#lacuna #vss365
the scariest thing isn't the dark
it's forgetting the part of the dark
that's ours
forgetting that before us, it all just was
till we wrapped our minds around it, shined light and defined it, projected ourselves;
now it's just fine to condemn it?
I disagree. I know part of it is me
#dark #vss365
I find a certain miserable benefit to a single issue being immediately revelatory on the shallowness or depth of one's worldview.
we touch the world against its will, for many even against our own; hurt compounding hurt; a grave violation. what of those without the words to ask?
we could at least listen, to the universe's murmur; pull back from pain, right the wrong; and embrace when there's warmth and pleasure
#touch #vss365
A reference to a video posted on MinnMax in congress… weird stuff.
my aching compass pulls me apart as I wallow and fail to live up to my lofty goals; as I let the bar fall lower and lower and still can't match even that.
pain as my guide and teacher; one day I might arrive at words, much too late to save me
but I hope enough to inspire
#ache #vss365
bones break and splinter, each a finely tuned brush to beat against the canvas; unveil death in its degrees. ideas and loss and love; broken things, dying even as we try to keep them alive. our tools inept to manifest such hopeful dreams into realities;we
cursed to feed darkness light
#bones #vss365
are we stuck in this world with pale brushes, only painting ghosts of truth? or no,
can, with consciousness, we capture more, infinitely more, than any one moment can hold? can we color it with memory,
shade it with dreams?
every piece of our art
full of ourselves, and
persisting
#pale #vss365
my heart is emptied out, my pages dry, but cracked and flaking; red dust making powdery flowers all around the wreck of my creation.
it beats a steady drum now; in my place and I hope forevermore, even if only for deaf ears.
sound and sight and smell all to be transfused;
just words
#blood #vss365
to say there's only one wound
is to lie; this battle's never over,
these fighters never die; I'm
pained to watch, pained to be present, pained to be unable to change a heart or mind, to be dead tired but still alive; trapped in this time, this life.
love and loss repeated; repeated
#wound #vss365
lambent words fall softly from her lips across my chest; my love becomes hers, her light becomes mine; art tries to capture this divine exchange; poem, paint, failure, failure; round the jagged edges of attempt, something shines - that's yours
#lambent #vss365 #poem #poetry #love #art
I'm not dead but all these ghosts in my bed make me think a bit about what it's gonna be like to be gone; probably not much for me probably off to better things probably loving another life and other people; but the bed I've left will be lonely and maybe someone in it too
#ghost #vss365 #poetry
