Goodnight Void.Wrap thy tender loving arms,Around elbows,Soften cross-armed apathies.Abyss,Beckon us home.To places free of nightmares.Moon?I wish for someone to hold me,In darkness.Whisper Love.Silence my Infinite Creation,Long enough to breathe.I dare not wish for Romance.Only Touch.
Deathwish.Answers to problems?Or false anecdotes?Rattled off fresh -Lies like papers hot off printing presses,Black ink yet to dry.Failed Death,Even.What sort of Ghost,Does That Make Us?Hollows.Hallowed Existences,Treading Water,Desperate not to drown.pleaseAlways tell me the Truth.
Graduate To Master:Learn Brutal Calculus.In All Ecologies & Forms.Metaphor & Allusion.Let them become silent,Invisible weapons.Knowledge & education,Always are.Black Magic,Is Just A Veil.Metaphor woven into several meanings,Allusions,All at once.Secrets:Hidden In Plain Sight,Silent.
Which Spells?Must I Decipher My Metaphors?:Magic isn't real.Secular Witch,My Stitches Are Faux,Faux Pas By The Thousands -A Hundred Hollow Wishes.Fine.Eight Lines Inscribed:I'll tell you a secret or two -Drag on like nails on chalkboard,Taught on more than a few.Rhyming Couplets;Meaning...
Funny,That.I exist in this void,Bereft of having my work shared,Spread,Or proliferated.Some part of me is happy:Get to live the normal "great writer" path.Famous,Recognized as elite,But long after I'm already dead.Why did Shakespeare become rote?Why can't I?Even After beating him…
Manicured stage performances,Veneers of Capitalism.Art forms squeezed through tubes;Treated as nutrient slurry."This Art Is Only Valuable,Because It Guarantees Us Profit."Ugly Truths.Art is no longer Art.It hath become horrid chimera:Devoid of original purposes,Reforged with dollar signs.
Refuse to offer pomp or circumstance -As I count down towards my goals.Perhaps I should savor this time?Seek the deepest of reflections,As an artist.After all,How many creators live this truth?Too much pageantry.Ego & Paralysis.Nah.My irreverence will remain.For everything,& everyone.
World Don't Care.My paltry piles of poetry pieces;Lying in this digital scrap heap.Nobody will ever descend,From on high,Offer me,Or you,Any true salvation.Only the fake placebo effects,Of organized religion.I'm "the most" of something,In all Human History.World Don't Care.Never Did.
What if this endless dopamine loop,Just stopped?No more Infinite Hunger,Craving & Consuming all in my wake.Free of this constant need -For any sort of stimulation,We can get our hands on.What if I was free?No more Executive Dysfunction;Doomscrolling away like a fool.Dead Dopamine Loops.
You can't date me.I can't date you.Eschewing comfort of companionship,To maintain my rugged independence.Hermit Guru upon the mountaintops,Hiding my knowledge & secrets away.Romance?Always end up disappointing,Seeking rivals,Enemies to Lovers,As Superhuman as me,With my "Limitless" pills.
Blame Mr. Rogers.Mr. Dressup.Probably the two reasons,Only ended up 75% monster.Kindness & empathy & compassion…Somehow taking root,In my heart of darkness!Broken monster.Not even good fodder -For the now-dead heroes to train on.Medical prescriptions,Concoctions,To keep me…"Good."
Hassle Somebody Else.this queer neurodivergent is tired of hate crimesJust existing in my own ways,Yet called out in ignorance or bigotry.Stickers scratched out -Honks or cackles at nail polish on streets.Told I wasn't fit to work,Because of my disabilities.Seriously?Hassle Somebody Else.
Ribbon Dancing Fools,Tasseled All In Red,Orange & Yellow Streamers,Igniting The Illusion Of Flames.Balls,Sticks,Juggled With Chainsaws.Stilt-Walking Leviathans,Quaking Streets Every Step,Rope Ladders Tied In Bundles -Hollow Wooden Wind Chimes.Carnival Chaos,Carnal Crimes,Crass Cullings.
Evil Cannibalizing Evil.So used to gorging upon rot,Ruin,We savor the acrid base tastes,Of misery's company,Tangs of vengeance.In Reality,Heroes were rare to begin with,So subtle;Evils of Capitalism.Venom Veins,Poison across fingerprints.Molten Irony.Us lesser evils,Just keep eating.
Leviticus?Deuteronomy?Better Yet:No Rules At All.Shaking off chains, shackles, yokes,Of conformity.Guilt, Shame, & Sin,Used As Weapons Against Us.Stoned to death,Or raped & pillaged by Muhammad,Across Arabian Peninsulas of the 700s.Bedouin Guerillas -To Oil Baron Sheikhs.Enough Rules.
Watching A Man Die.Slowly At First.Faster At Last.Old Choices -"Choices.""Choices."Will it ring in his head,On his deathbed?Fuck Martyr Complexes,Insane Ivermectin Hogwash,HAVEN'T YOU READ DYLAN THOMAS?!?Fight.Until you take your last breath -Or hear your last heartbeat.Rage At Dying.
Remember;What Now Serves As Legend -Records Broken, Titles Claimed -Was once mere "Whim & Wishes.",Another impossible goal,Thing I could feed from,Drinking my fills of Dopamine,Forever!.Shooting beyond myself -Never supposed to get this long in tooth:Didn't expect to get this far.;:
Everything?Or Nothing?Rather,Nothing,Gnawing At Everything.Cold Dark Void,Hungering at heat & light -As per laws of astrophysics.Goldilocks Zone Dreamings -Black Hole Seemings -The Universe All Tied Up With A Bow,Red Ribbon Delinquencies In Tow.Pouring my everything,Into your nothing.
Fear Not We -Who Devour Angels.Ravenously Jawing On Hollow Bones,That Which Allows Flight.Modern Hybrids:Man & Dove,Or Infinite Rings,Of Infinite Eyes & Wings,It matters not.Meat is meat.Food is food.We consume them nonetheless.Voraciousness Versus Vengeance.The latter matters little.
Ticking Down?Tocking Up?Left-Right Decisions,Every minute of our day:>>>>>Laugh.Cackle.Chortle.Guffaw.Chuckle.Giggle.Wheeze.Rancor.Scowls.Titter.Smirks.Grins.Smiles.Smarm.<<<<<Enough doddering about,Faffing,Colloquialisms be damned.Thank fuck Limmericks,Are mostly dead.^^^^^