i like to eye-roll
keep my tank low
like the ground i trowel
i dig around
come up underground
i’m burning closets
banking deposits
lost my mind not worth it
i’m working
losing like a winner
God says i’m a sinner
my grave thinner
lawyer giving me his clauses
demanding my tongue pauses
i’m not flawless
but call me a priest
need an exorcism i think
foot on ledge
my soul at breach
his wings were stolen
carry them like i’m swollen –
swords polished and golden
hold on then…
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postscript with poetry:
maybe Gen X are the David and Goliath tragedy
all of Gen X represent David and globalism obviously Goliath (society)
Goliath / I spieth / aim my eyes higher / my tongue not quiet / sails set to the sun/ time to riot\
iPoet
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“please buy my product full of bloatware” “see if i care”
we’re eating cereal! i like my dinner with poison. why are you choking?
no hope here / just a mangled boat dear
storm on horizon / take it on Poseidon / the strength i’m havin
🙂
also me: heart > brain > lung injury
yet i still breathe
JUST NEED A MINUTE TO SAY I LOVE YOU GOD
yeah yeah yeah
i think the mold was driving me into the brink of madness – i mean, i found myself wrapped up in a shower curtain screaming in agony for probably six hours of least
neighbors heard me lose my mind
i live with a disease called depression
but i ain’t jumping on the nihilism deathtrain
i don’t need any help dying
i need to stop trying
but there’s a lot of crying
i just want some place to die in peace and quiet
in maybe 65 years
that is only 110 tho
let’s go 111
wow oh wow how lovely
maybe undersold myself
damn
one can have goals
i mean, i’m nearly halfway there and one foot in the grave
a girl can dream
right now i would like to go one day without coughing
doc wants another CT scan
you know, at infectious diesease
where staff treat you like a plague
(well not them, just the idiots everywhere else)
cuz i’m half zombie
i took identifying as goth a little too far
i just wanna move somewhere with clean air and enjoy my black box
hope John Jones still on my back
yeps
the way he wanted fresh air again
he just wanted to get back to his life
“i hate it here”
same
just some freestyle through the phone
3 weeks until new home
clinging on
i made some grave mistakes getting the Moderna vaccine
there better not be any waivers to sign getting into heaven
they took away the avatar but i downloaded the video but it looks like shit
what you’re still here? love and miss you
PoeEternal 