I know you’re sad
I’ve laid in bed
Things I’ll never repeat
Twisting in my head

Like a daily motto: “there’ll be joy when you are dead”

I’ve gone to hell twice
Just tonight
Sat right with Satan
Told him “I still hate him”

I like to bait him
Keep him on my tail then
Lead him straight to my den

“All is welcome”
“Except not him”

He said, I’m the 9th wonder of the world
Pointing to a picture
A great void or a whisper
I’m the angel’s keeper

“Can’t trust her either…”

Trust, I love being lost
The feeling of “I forgot”
Happens a lot…

Like drawing a blank memory
Sending a greeting card with no greeting
It’ll happen to me

Embrace being lost
Learn to maneuver the dark
Faith is my ark
Burning or not

I’m a lost little shepherd
My DNA is a letter
To the cosmos below my feet
I’m begging to be better

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Copyright © 2026 Delia Ross /@poeeternal. All rights reserved.

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Don’t worry, I ain’t quitting my day job.

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Do you feel the call to the wild? Like to be free to just drive around for a year? Find yourself? Sleep on top your car somewhere unknown? I dunno.

I GOT TO GO.

At least see 1 national park

Eventually, some, face death head on

Gotta look it right in the eye

Some never know what hit em

Some wrestle the demon

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I know it’s not the greatest writing – but the embers are still burning

The soul needs a little stirring

Need to go look a great ape in the eye

Say “hi”

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I wouldn’t last long in the jungle but luckily this is a zoo…

I’m heading to

To fill up my spiritual cup

Cuz God knows I don’t need NO MO missionary boys at my door trying to micromanage my faith

HONEY SHIP SAILED

SHOULD HAVE GIVEN A FUCK TWO MORE ABOUT ME WHEN I WAS YOUNG

I WANT TO BE LOST

There are wonders to be found

(You just want my dimes anyway)

Now I gotta put a “no soliciting / no religious / no no no ARE YOU THE LANDLORD then NO KNOCKING” sign…

I will hand someone an invoice if they break the rules

“For each minute of my time you will pay a fee of…” and I’ll have some fake card reader too – cuz I took drama in school and props are important

DON’T FOOKIN KNOCK UNLESS YOU ARE PAYING ME FOR MY TIME”

They didn’t even bring me a bible

And they texting calling daily

Ghosted them days ago

God is the ONLY ONE allowed here (and the landlord obviously)

My time is precious

The church should be paying me to attend

I got a zoo passs

I’ll be with God’s creatures

And probably eating funnel cake on the train listening to some tunes

I get to ghost all the men who appear in my life ROUND TWO

Besides, Geo imprinted on me

Like the sun and my freckles

I don’t care how crazy I am

You say it like it’s an insult

I am the product of my surroundings

DEAL

(And you don’t get to write up new rules like “a sudden penny shortage” – that may work with the sheeple but not me)

Panera Bread tried to short me a penny and I was like “you’d rather short your customer than your register?” And she gave me my penny…

Meanwhile another location of a different store stated the shortage would be in “our favor”

Yeah fucking right and that’s the type of business I’ll support

It’s not like 20 years have passed since they stopped making pennies

I swear the way these companies keep stealing a penny

Before long it’ll be a dime

Needless to say, me n Panera broke up

Over a penny…

I’m petty as fuck

(My mom would have been embarrassed had she been in the ride)

“Delia, it’s just a penny”

“Yeah, my penny. MINE”.

Think of all the pennies they are keeping….

THIS AIN’T JUST ABOUT ME

WAKEYYYYY WAKEEYYYYYY UPPPPP

It ain’t my job no mo to wake anyone

Everything has been turned into the social credit system and they used the pandemic to throw us under the bus

The good news: my rent ain’t going up and I’ll be set until at least April next year

I got a new shower head with a hose + a filter which I’ll be attempting my first install

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Just the basics from Home Depot 🙂

But it’ll be better than what I have

Also want to install a filter system under the sinks – landlord will need to help with that

Hope you’re well…

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