King Or Castle;Kick His Mensa Ass Any Day.Or Give Good Hell'a Run. Yeah she's funny.Check. But is she kind? "Who fights for the fuckin' losers?"Even I'm getting tired of playing reformer.Who can I teach to fight,For themselves? Bring it on motherfuckers.Guarantee ya I seen worse than...
Were I To Type;Write,As Per How I Speak?Logger Guru Slang; As if knowing cut blocks,Could match orbital satellite views,Across geosynchronous positions. Ya know bud,Gotta say -Real tired'a the insinuations,All loggers're stupid. Blurring Shakespeare With Slang.xoxoFuck 'Yer Traditions.
Live While You Can.That One Guarantee -An Exit;To Match Thy Entrance.Smashing Commas & Colons,until punctuation hardly matters joined clauses stuck; nothing but context as glue -_- semicolon nightmares Least my poems're no longer written completely,In Punctuation -Harking back a...
Material Things;Must Usually Have Sentiment Or Utility.Skookum Lifestyle,Of Essential Minimalism.Utility;'Ere carry power as totems.Relics to pull up specific memories -Close my eyes -Recall A Place In Vivid Detail -Or A Sequence Of Events.Things Don't Matter.Memories Do.Mirror Shards.
Prefer to exist in spaces between seconds.Milliseconds if I really try.Slowing down the world,Entropy itself -Acting in reverse.Goodnight,Void.A Thousand Times.Until The Void Itself;Bends To My Will.Merely to extend lives,In exponentials of increments,Time held back by nothing.Just for a little...
This fatigue is familiar.Why does my executive dysfunction,Plague me thus?Need to sleep.Need to sleep.Don't sleep.Fucked in the morning.A familiar old tale.Old as time for neurodivergents -Long before ADHD was ever a "thing."Existing,Sans definition.Bleary-Eyed Truths In The Morning.
Should ever DM again -Need some challenge.Plus most talented actors I'd find to keep up.Perhaps my method acting;Becomes sultry defiance.Stern Soft-Sadism,To evoke most extremes,Of all emotions.Give zero quarter.Simply simulating:Yet another new universe.Bah.As if they're hard to build.
Rise, Behemoth.Gargantuan Leviathans,Like Us?Cannot Sleep The Universe Away.I see you -Fractals of possibility,Held in suspended animations.Truesight,To some.Pattern Recognition,To others.Wake.Rise.Rouse.You may be trapped by that monk,For now.But to slumber so thus,Is sacrilege.
Each fist swinging slow,Like through water.Regardless of vibration feedback.Butterfly -Yet again.I'm weak.But used to be strong.Even these dodges & blocks -Pale to 14-year-old dead selves:Hurricane Kicks Aplenty.Martial Arts didn't leave;Just got old,& slow.Let's change that,Shall we?
Voice?There's a reason I use my phone,For rough poetry drafts on Social Media.But I always know -Can be silenced by owners,Of that Social Media.Same people who shadowbanned me,On Twitter?For hating Musk?They built this platform too!I'm not fucking naive.Go ahead.Ban my books,Too,Eh?
Americans Mildly Disgust Me.Media Zeitgeists -Controlled by Oligarchs,Strangling Zeitgeists With Both Hands.Lying so blatantly,Portraying live news with such bias,Or bigotry,That I cannot believe them to be,A Superpower.But perhaps all those nukes,& soldiers,Mean foreigners like me must-
My dead?Totems to keep me strong.Learned lessons,From their failures.Played witness,To their hopes & dreams.My dead watch me,Over my shoulder.Every second,Minute,Hour,Day,Week,Year,Decade,Century,Millennium.I remain honest,True:So as never to let them down,Or disappoint them.
To Do List;Always gets longer,Rarely shorter.More possible action points -As per Psychology,Than I can possibly interpret data for.My Pattern Recognition,While extraordinary,Is rare,& also finite.Capped by the processing power -Of my unique Human Brain.Just because I'm superhuman,Doesn't mean...
Watching algorithms pray -At altar of A-Listers.Always Living In Shadows.Have my way;Continuing to do so -Operating mostly through public proxies.Faces as my face.People whose motives,Goals,Aspirations,Hopes,Dreams,Match closely with mine.Open Secret Symphony Serenades.To Utopia.
"You think you're better than everyone."Really?Hick Disabled Logger -Called "Fag" & "Retard" constantly;Growing up.Belittled.Begrudged -For being different.My confidence,Charisma,Comes from long-lived adversity.Smartest person,In the room:Yet told to shut the fuck up for decades.
Miss that joy already;Of natural wakings,Sans alarm.Rising when we feel rested -Not failing to reduce,Across week-long sleep deficits,Hours at a time.Mortality as tool,Building where we can -To ensure consistent existences.One day:Rise of my own accord;Every single remaining living morn.
Grim tidings,Or grim realities,Said tidings being merely…Reflections of our Reality.Realities -Hypocrises,Across the grave of Socrates.Locked theses.Hemmed pant-leg truths,As if physics cared about our choices.Fusion burns,Stable Hydrogen stars,To Helium secondary ignitions. - Exalted.
Yelling as Pratchett.Awareness via pun.Xanthian wordplays -Diversity in decades it was unpopular.Wretched bigotries -Authors fighting them.As we all should.I'm no "Author."Just a broken savant -Scribbling in the dark,With 21st century digital tools.Pun.Player.Precaution.Perfection...
Curl up -Ignoring lost half-poems,Written in partial,App-swiped upwards,To digital oblivion.Rote muscle memory.Closing apps,Closing potentials.Curling to fetal position -Dying millipedes.Bah.There'll be more.Stopped my torrent for a decade.Can't hold back this infinite poetry,Anymore.
Rub my eye vigorously,With a knuckle.Neck crackles twice in quick succession,Spine releasing pressure.Sounds muted by flesh & fluid.Simply moving,I pop.Crinkle like chips.Stretching muscle echoing,Feeling tendons & ligaments -Snapping across bones.Still kickin',Though.So Can't Complain.