Lost or found?You're adrift amidst your cosmos,Held by 9.8 m/s squared, of gravity.14.7 pounds PSI, of pressure:Weight of this atmosphere upon you.Hurtling across space,Chained to thy rock.Crust all full of magma.You know nothing.To see the world as I do;As a wash of Atoms,Is both a blessing &...
Ouroboros.Ancient symbolism,Chosen for connotations -To Alchemy,Witchcraft,Magic,Mythology.Metaphors powerful enough,To contain my psyche.My thousand allusions.The dozens of riddles,Or intentions,Hidden in every poem.Clues to later endeavours,Or current struggles.Eating my own tail.
ADHD;Infinite Hunger.Like a bored toddler -Handing it things to hold.Harvest dopamine from.Choosing:Half a battle:Games,Art,Learning,Better action point choices,Than gorging on food,Sex,Substances.Fail lots.Gluttony reigning days.But unlike my idols:I'll persist,& win my ever-war.
When I risk taking Melatonin;My dreams go wild.Outdoor classrooms on the mountain,Complete with shitty asshole kids.Going from abuse,Mundane,To Volcanic Eruptions,Up the mountains.Trying to use logging physics,To save shitheads,Via cuts & valleys,As we die,Flee,Down towards the ocean.
That is the most dangerous,Possible,Thing. One can never speak aloud,My Poems. Warning:Riddled With Hexes,Hoaxes,Hard Truths.Write them in silence.Read them in silence.Yet never recite them aloud.Not me.Not you.I refuse. Won't be held responsible for what happens,When you\we:Do.
Midnight.Clenched,Held in palm of closed fist,To drink power -Emotion redirected into intent.Old Alchemy.Converting stress into success,'Ere Heartbreak To Horror.My Witchcraft Is Simple.Spoken Word Poems,Written Digital,Lost To Time,Made Manifest In Complete Silence.Metaphors.Curses.
The Spell Is Thus:"She shall be my finest Jester.Stand atop the world,Dancing her finest to her own beat,& drum.Be it rimshot or renegade -Ferocity & ambition is the game.She must be fierce.Hunger at greater goods.Right hand of such a Titan.Independent -Yet collaborative as an...
Callous?Nay!Irreverent.World is cruel.I know.You didn't just tell me a thousand times.Lived it.Huddled under rocks,Following Impact Winters.Ancient Cryptid Histories.My time in the bush taught me:Little changed.A RIDDLE:A Jester has one job.What is that job?Why is irreverence;A must?
Pause?Why?My clock is ticking.Meter's running.Mortality waits for none.Why the fuck -Is everyone always trying to stop me?Getting in my way?Never want to use my infinite mass -Against anyone.Crushing obstacles is annoying,Especially when they remain people.Alas;The cycle repeats.
Not to posture,But rather coldly reckon:Dark malice throbbing.Broken records -Become more than the sum,Of my parts.Survived through hellscapes.Who the fuck are you?What have you accomplished?What achievements to thy name?You've no idea who I am,Nor the weight,I yet carry.Hm.Chirp away.
Have family that hates me,& yet stalks me.Folks who wish me dead.Half of western society?Despises me just for being me.Who I am.Am I tired of existing?Sure am!Will I give in to everyone who hates me?No chance.Dragging my broken,Bloodied self,By the forearms,Is nothing new,At all.
You couldn't.That's what the idiots don't get.Yes I use my real name.Have a website.Open Secret Vibes:Despise Shills & Shilling.Why else would my work be mostly free?I'll never sell out from my ideals,For cash.Not now.Not ever.Morals & Values?Worth much more to me than gold.Or silver.
Let our gentle paths,Guide us unto salvation.Demanding Pacifism;Of ourselves.Of others.In hopes of gentler tomorrows.Ones we've never had.Never even seen.Luck?Probability is mappable.Chaos Theory;A la Three Body Problems.Clench my teeth,Grit fists with gravel,Walk Forwards,Eternal.
Was Marcellus a great poet?Not particularly.Yet we share the root -In that our words come from within,To remain without.Just because he went first,Doesn't mean I won't follow.Justice remains broken.Our words remain hollow.But our voices still echo,Long past our return to Void;& Entropy.
These teeth will grind,& crush themselves to dust:Insofar as thy heart is clenched between them.Sharp & crooked,Like other ancient yellowed shards of enamel.Blood pouring from ventricles,Atria.Iron I take.From you.For me.Proteins As Carnivore Truths.Unlike most wild beasts,Prefer muscle...
On scales of insufferability,I do tend middling at best.Moles or growths,Plus some remains -Of keratin or cartilage spikes.Half an eyebrow missing,From a decade-old folly.Skin stretched white & purple,As far as it can;Without tearing.In some places it did,Healed back together.Suffered so...
Forgotten amidst weeds,As ever.Cosmic equivalent,Of a graveyard for toys.Where I once came to rot -Festering,Bloating,As all flesh eventually does.'Til naught but spirit & bone,As the best of us.Hollow Empty Black Sockets.Death's Head:In full display.Madness Lies This Way.Are You Sure?
No sense wasting all this wanting.Dragging our tongues,Along lines of sucrose.Lemon-Miracle Fruit.Sour-Sweet.Lost somewhere between.Need,I merely fill.Want,Offers chances to play.Dance!Frolic.Until the end comes,As all good things must endure.Interlapping beginnings & endings,Forever.
Let me dissolve.Back to atoms without shape.Holding space between matter,Plus antimatter,Divide separated -By the smallest portions of my infinity.Cutting holes in spacetime.Stitching dimensions,Until many become one.I become none.Piles of maddened scrawlings,Scattered across a dead internet.
This it?Deciding moment.Culling the last ties;To be completely alone.No more family to speak of.Independent at last.Autonomous,Even if I have to live in the wilds -Like a feral wildling again.Can I sever that final bond?Finally be free.Yet also so very alone.Good at that.Unfortunately.