Pop up artist in Oklahoma Has no damn diploma Divorced him in a coma But darling she’s a cold one
Unreal omens Roaming like the Romans My blood is spoken One spell never broken Couldn’t love them both then?
We’re nearly dressed alike Turn down the turnpike Let’s go for a hike Heard from hope tonight
Maybe it was harder than I thought it would be Humility
He likes my tiny – My tiny tiny heart Nicknamed sunshiny His counterpart
The big girls keep yelling that I’m small / I fear he can’t see me at all
Like a volcano about to erupt I’m running amuck Let me be abrupt This government is corrupt!
Everything he writes Is about him me you us Combined in a trust Locked without fuss
To put her mind at ease, he lied With spear in side Not Judascide Cat caught the mouse Lie tied to mouth Not big the trap
Are you burning down cities? Running from the guilty? Like a modern viking gypsy? Do you fancy life more risky? Got a shot a whiskey?
AWOL / never ordered you to leave
I’m 1600 miles away from hope No room for boat Get your telescope Walking a tightrope
Has karma grabbed your foot? Think you’re off the hook? Think steps I mistook? Ban me like a crook?
I’m a fucking primate Gotta lot on my plate
You make life misery You take all liberty
I clean but make a bigger mess / to God I confess
It’s like he’s observing a galaxy from 4 billion years ago – The girl he used to know Does he see how much I’ve grown?
Adventure is more reliable than happiness Said once a therapist?
You’re a deceitful mess I learned from the best
Dear Necromancer, Nothing is not the answer Let God be the anchor And Earth, don’t forget to thank her
The nervous thumb twitch Like broke then too rich Got called a dumb bitch Might wind up in a ditch
Your new life will cost you your old one Just waiting for the dog to be done
There’s something super familiar about all these incidents Just can’t place my feather on it
He works in 12 hour shifts Might hear from him In a dozen years
Could you mumble in monotone some more / you’re a zombie chewing on my bored
I wonder where you are on my follower list Someone I’ll surely miss? Connection with a twist? Or maybe you don’t exist?
Got knocked down Lost my place Scattered humility Eclipsed across my face Nearly lost my soul Now taking second place
He doesn’t understand I don’t have love for him I don’t have love for much I don’t have love for them
He comes on like rain Smell of petrichor Bet I love it more
I know you think I’m boring Map me like you’re exploring Tell you stories that got you snoring I know who you’re ignoring
He’s so bizarre Drive fast in my car Foot on the throttle He thinks I’m odd
We are distributed across billions of light years of space That’s the love it takes That’s why our heart aches Unlimited weight We’re at infinities gate Heaven will not wait
He wants to know if you would lose your head for Christ?
He states, we have to go after the octopus head – not just the tentacles
He also played a role in “the stoning of” (sara?)
Basically a husband was cheating and got his wife murdered by burying her alive – up to her neck – and having her children throw the first stones at her head
This practice is still legal
He didn’t want to pay child support or something
Accused her of a death penalty – something he was doing
Anyhoo
I can still like him as an actor and person
I mean he played Christ
Kinda hard to probably take off that role
Jesus imprinted in him and me
But read the good book full of propaganda and lies?
Uhm no
It’s Satanic
I collect Bibles tho
Some falling apart
Some extremely tiny with a lock
You ever try selling a Bible during end times?
I can’t seem to part with them?
Via donation, sale, or trash
Or is is sell?
I’m selling something
I have a sale
Hmmm it’s nearly 4 am
I’m glad it wasn’t just a role for Jim
“Fighting with all their hearts but don’t have a voice”
I did decide to “repurpose” the soil and mix it up and start feeding it to the plants that were surviving
It was risky I know
But the earthquake shook something
That wasn’t there yesterday
In fact, I left the window open yesterday during the rainstorm briefly – and they all had their first rain bath!!!!!
It was pretty exiting
Now they’ve had a rain bath (first) and drink daily spring water (my own supply)
It could be a mystery seed finding its way to the surface?
I should move him into his own pot?
Why does it scare me?
The green stuff growing was potentially edible – but now – I dunno if this pot still is?
More unidentified stuff in my pots
That’s probably the fear – I thought this would be a fun experiment by the library
I’m slightly shaking
Maybe because my last day of weed – but I was fine until I saw that… unidentified plant and a single bloom (and not green)
But if it turns out to be one of the mystery plants I killed, then yah!!! ?
The forget me nots are getting big!
Should they be repot?
And these potential edible thangs?
Check out the glass of roots
Healthy roots?
Healthy roots or not? Wish my soul would rot? Is this your thought?
I have a stone from Colorado that I collected – in this glass jar – and the plant really enjoyed having the rock and the clear glass to grow – but I admit – it’s more of a challenge
Even the roots scare me
I dunno what’s wrong with me?
I fear the unknown. I also jump into puddles not knowing how deep? Had no idea one should not..
We drank from the hose because we were locked out of the house
I’d get in trouble if I told you what I wanted to do to the Boomer folks
So poems incoming soon…
But wtf is growing?
And just for reference – this is this mystery sheet
Nothing is in the big pots yet – was wondering if I could relocate the glass herbs – they are the only ones I never moved – added the rock from Colorado – and then the roots took hold. Now I’m afraid to plant them in a dark pot with soil – and shock them.
I also don’t want them to get root rot and die
But for now – they did experience a wonderful full moon recently – and last night a rain shower.
Would love to put tags on my plants: “Hi. I’m 3 years old”
“Hi. I’m 15 years old”
That way, upon my untimely passing, they don’t wind up at the dump
They are loved, even tho I fear whatever the fuck they are?
Is that a sunflower? Should he get his own space?
I’m afraid to touch it?
Or breathe around it?
Is it safe?
It grew overnight?
A night bloom?
*sigh*
My thumb isn’t green – it’s mysterious
He’s never had a homemade biscuit. I don’t know what a sunflower looks like growing.
Or basil? Chamomile?
I ate chives growing unwashed in the yard
My mom: “why are you eating that”
Me: “it smells like onion, can I not eat it”
Mom: “yes but you need to bring it in and wash it”
Also me: *drank syrup from some sort of flower*
Anyhoo
Growing thangs
Don’t know what
Could be poisonous?
Wanna come over for dinner?
P.S. when I do upgrade my phone, if TikTok isn’t banned, I will show you my cute new outfits. I’m thin as fuck tho. Like “Thinner”. Keep eating. Won’t gain a pound.
Last day of sungrown legal weed.
QUITTING
And been off the super potent vape pen for 2 or 3 weeks now
Lungs about to be freeeeee
It is fucking harddddddd boi
Takes minimum of 4 months to recover from CUD
4/19 was the last day I had access to the medicinal shop
The whole fentanyl laced drugs is a real issue where I live
Not just the city, but my backyard
Someone got busted with $39k in their car
Along with laced drugs
It was all over the cops official social media accounts
I do not use or consume illegal drugs
I’m quitting state issued as well…
Sleeping in the lion’s den with whatever is growing
And honestly, it ain’t gonna keep the lion’s satisfied
I was trained to not run out into danger, “play dead” when overtook
“Don’t become a casualty yourself”
“Don’t play hero”
“Make sure the scene is safe”
“Triage”
“Ration”
“Defense”
“One shot, one kill”
Targets chest and head
= dead dead
Never failed at range
Range was at least twice a year – not just Basic Training
“Trained killer”
The Army imprinted on me
You never lost my stripes
Just my sense of direction and uniforms
Which I can replace with ones that fit
I can wear my uniforms anytime anywhere
And you will address me as my title if I am in such role
Deal with it
VETS MATTER
But go on and keep pissing in the Veterans memorial and getting Walmart closed down
The alarms bring a sense of calm
I’ll use it to my advantage instead of having a ptsd meltdown
I’m looking entirely natural and cute while going out – most people are treating me nicer – I’m seeing loads more BLM who want to unalive me – including the children who wanna pop us (and 3 teenagers were just charged with killing a white person)
I’m not ready to die, I’m fighting for my life
This fucking cancer is eating me alive
Go on and make fun of my body again – even though I work out – I don’t live in the gym – but I don’t sleep all day (or at all?)
Going weapons shopping soon 🙂
Gotta lay low for now
My rent is cheap as fuck – I don’t call this home – it’s hell and cheap for a reason – but I can’t flee yet – or would let them have this place – which is being gentrified – the cop Sunday said this whole town is bad.
Nitrogen narcosis Dead roses Lost hope like Moses Wandering desert hopeless Some nights we’re frozen Like unfocused locust We’re losing focus Gave God diagnosis Humanity atrocious I guess this is us? The depths that we cross? Tell God all is lost?
Maybe you can access my domain and maybe you can’t.
Listen, I am the Great Anomaly. But maybe not the only.
244.
I’ve reached out to the Happiness engineers – but I’m never really happy (it’s likely also their fault why I never set up the contact page and things because I get stuck on a step and all hell breaks loose)
I’m drinking ginger currently – it’s spicy
All my clothing from Dolls Kill is fitting – and I’m feeling super cute in said clothes –
My OF ID is poeeternal77 I believe
I deleted my TikTok again – maybe for a day, maybe an hour, maybe a month
Gotta keep em guessing
I don’t pay attention to the hits incoming
I just hit delete notification and uninstall
I hope TikTok gets banned
And Instagram
And PayPal sold your identity out TWICE and then had the audacity to list you as my first contact
We’ve never communicated there
It was an anonymous thang
And like X amount of years later – first contact
I almost paid you back
But I deleted my account instead because I’m fucking psycho
And got tired of the outting and the spam emails
And then the cashapp was mutiliated – not long before Bob was
I don’t know how to spell the word and there is no other suggestion
MUTILATED mutilated
Oh well now I got it
Whatever
Fuck it
“Honey, I’m trying to spell something I know I can spell but can’t”
My mother once said watching TV with the subtitles on “is annoying” (which I need) (it’s not about the volume either)
So I no longer own a TV
My therapist says I’m polarized but the two weren’t related
Just an observation – she’s a cunt
(The Boomer mom)
My last words to her were a text message on Valentine’s circa 2017 (maybe) stating I hope she has a painful death and whatever it is couldn’t be near the pain and suffering she has caused me
And I blocked her and never looked back
Then last year my sister died
And I didn’t go say byeeee to her in the hospital
The Boomer mom will be rolling in her grave – if she ever dies
I wonder often these days should I contact the blood folks
My real father wants to know “if I’m happy”
His sister got her head bit off for reaching out to me
I ghosted my father when I was ten
People say you can’t hate your parents – so then I researched and realized that you could – not only hate your parents – but an entire generation
The Boomers
Who hold most of House
Once people die, there’s literally zero reason to hold onto a grudge
I can’t fix my dead sister and she was a psychopath so death was the only relief
“I think I might drop Cain / like Cain dropped Abel”
Because he was a fucking psychopath
She needed an exorcism and even that might not have saved her
It’s not my job to save you
You gotta save yourself down here
Stop being an asshole
I was gonna drop more poetry but I don’t have anything to type from
The phone can’t even type the letters I press
I got a hacker from India inside my phone
My modem was destroyed
I’m not hitting backspace for letters to disappear
I hate autofill – it pops up but changes to a different word
I spend more time correcting than I do writing
I don’t care if I misspell anymore!
It’s the algo, not me!
More poetry coming soon
P.S. these immigrants don’t care about you. They have invaded our borders and way of life. Stay protected! Your life matters! They are attacking females especially and doing so unprovoked! It’s seems to nearly always be a black person attacking. Black lives matter. White lives don’t. Check the CENSUS, it’s not how they are reporting. And not gossip sites but research shows many Chinese Americans and Mexican’s identify as “the new white”.
CONCERNING
Just gonna erase history huh
Wipe us out, take over
The Great Race war is real
I’m brown and white and not dissing my own race to put up another race – slavery started in Africa and is still going on in Africa and not one white person owns a slave – but black people do
White slavery exists and started with a black person owning a white woman and they condition and break us all!!! They hate us!!!!!
I do not hate white people and I’m tired of the slander against us
No one in my bloodline ever owned a slave
Take money from me for it and there will be consequence
I am blocking folks on tiktok for all kinda of reasons
I only use my main account – so views will stay low – I keep the algo confused, “gotta keep em guessing” – I stay on the go
Anyhoo
I told myself I’d stop scrolling
Only use it to post
*boring*
And many of my good videos don’t make it through – cuz folks block me and then report me for harassment – for lip syncing a Nirvana song “I think I’m dumb” cuz he commented my IQ could improve
I got in trouble for his insult
I was videotaping me lip syncing in my apartment – and he didn’t want y’all to see it
I still think I won?
Fuck so off topic now
The blocking that I do is different
(But how does one get a post removed for lip syncing a fucking song?) (I didn’t even respond) (no text) lol
He all butt hurt
GOOD
Stop phishing for info
My TBI fractal brain is none ya bizz
I know everything and not anything all at once
*God mode off*
*Human mode on*
Nope, not even human yet
Fallen Angel
“Born this way”
Fight me
I haz wings
Under his bed
He stole em
He didn’t really steal them
He collected them from the rubble
Not thinking maybe someone would come
To get the thing broken
He took what was mine and didn’t consider it belonged to another thing
I fucking fell
My first instinct was to find cover
They were my wings but God dismantled them in the fall
Or I dunno, the blazing atmosphere I was searing through
They were left behind
I was probably in shock
It’s an actual medical condition
Not a mindset
“Survival mode”
And there is water in the desert eventually
Dessert twice please (before meal and after dinner like an hour or 3) (not immediately)
(I should not eat after nine but gremlin, need the meal at midnight)
(Even if I eat dinner at 9, I’m like wtf are you growling like we haven’t ate since 5 am)
I already have insomnia, it’s nearly impossible to get through a 5 hour span
So I’ll always be sneaking in the kitchen for a bite
If he loves me, he’ll surprise me with treats awaiting
(And then he gets woken up in different ways yah hear)
I ain’t getting near that thing if he goes putting it in other things
Men especially
Fuck you
Oh who and what things I iz blocking on the TikTok
Someone just had her daddy come help her move a couch
Someone posted a tiktok of a 911 call – with a man dying and taking dying breaths
Another user commented it “turned him on”
Also Chicago was overrun by darkness
And the local cop here told me I need to move – “out of Daytona”, “all of Daytona is bad” “I hate to tell you to move” “I hate to lose someone level headed like you”
Well, I’m more reckless than anything – but absolutely still serve my country – I ain’t running away – I practice running a lot though – on my trampoline
Gotta make sure I can wind the Devil
They gonna try and shoot you from the back
Zig zag but with skates?
I don’t miss my shot tho
The Army trained me to hit moving targets 500m back
I’m efficient up to 350m but definitely passed all my skill sets
I ain’t gonna have a skill issue
I was only 4 rounds from expert first time on the 9mil
The hubby got a lot of work to do
“I gotta girl / you want to meet her? / her name is 9mm”
“I put a couple drops in his cup thinking it would make him sick and uncomfortable. I didn’t think it would kill him” (the nurse who killed her abusive millionaire husband)
Oh goodie
No, not that she killed him.
Had no idea eye drops were dangerous if consumed
Laughs out loud
Meanwhile, Jimbo, “have you been born yet, are you alive”
TBD
Oh Romeo where art thou?
The poison is so easy to acquire
Oh rhymey things
I speak in rhyme
So annoying
But wouldn’t give it up
Anyhoo
New game: write a story or poem about current events
Michael Jackson would do this, “Annie are you walking, are you walking Annie”
He read the paper
Save the trees!!!
Live for your stories
LIVE FOR THEM
By the way, those fungas things in the market causes cancer when uncooked
I don’t eat mushrooms
And those mushrooms are from a manmade genetically modified plantanimal parasite
I hate mushrooms and can barely get through them cooked
Those supermarket mushrooms cause cancer
You won’t read it online
They don’t want to lose sales
It’s possible some species exist that counteract the poison
The poison is the cure
For me tho, ginger, turmeric, beets, daily x 30 day
Got so much heart health going on I’m shitting solid beat juice lol
TMI I know
“You are what you eat”
I was like, “is that normal” lol
At least it wasn’t blood
And the heart approves
So fuck you
Solid poo
My gut is healing
My heart
Working on my lungs – need lots of tlc
The ticker still too
Toot toot
“Don’t mess with my toot toot / don’t mess with my toot toot / you can have another woman / but don’t mess with my toot toot”
An actual song my memaw had on 8 deck? 8 tape? 8 track?
The algorithm is dumb for not knowing “memaw” is a southern slang word
TOOT TOOT
“Memaw, what is a toot toot”
“Her pp” memaw replied (I think)
It was probably about cheating but memaw kept me pure
We also would jam to “lunatic fringe” on 8 track
In her car….
She had an 8 track on 5 acres of land
The 80s had some of the best heartbreak songs
The 90s was all grunge and goth – like an explosive 60s
God: “you wanna be there for the 60s or the 90s”
Me: born 1978
Don’t judge me
Kinda wanna hit a Bush gig soon
Bet Gavin misses my moody face
The way he finds me in a crowd
I KNOW HE MISSES ME
I can feel it
(Doesn’t know I exist but does)
I won’t ever support another artist again
(Will only support muse or husband)
(Whichever comes first/last)
Single never married
I will look better once I get a facial
For mood and self esteem’s
Going closet shopping again soon 🙂
Have been donating like crazy
Still throwing clothing away too
At least will die cute
The poo is not bloody tho
I fucking love whole beets juiced
I need land to grow beets
And beans
I need to feed squirrel and am getting them a corn treat soon
And since I’m still not washing my face per official guidelines, I’m dry as fuck
My bathwater smells like chlorine
My nails aren’t painted, I need a haircut
Tiny babe “you ain’t got any either” 😐
I’m not ready for a husband yet but am working hard with self and God to get things right
And the Devil wanna take away my smile
But the neighbors are being somewhat nicer to me now that I’m dressing in clothes that mostly fit (extra small is big and I’m not quite xxs and trying to actually put on weight) but was wearing medium and large while extra small
(I’m fighting a cancer inside me but my labs are fine)
MY LABS ARE FINE
Healthcare equals medical malpractice but we sign forms so they can hurt you with malicious intent and purpose
I’m looking to upgrade my very old but loved rebounder
Only because it squeaks and someone on TikTok complained
So I stopped sharing
And am secretly rooting for a ban hoping for a revolution
My TV is sold
No more PS4
My devices are outdated after 2 1/2 years
iPhone 12 would only be good another 2 to 3 years
News has come out that 12 and 13 may be obsolete with the new 15
I’m not paying them prices
I don’t eat with my phone
Or shit
The voicemail is probably full with malicious intent and purpose
I can post from the library but they would steal my login and data
Probably give them access to my browsing history from the last ten years
It is off
The Devil tried to murder me
I’m still here
I got some sort of superpower and you don’t know what that does to a person
There are two ways I could go
But you know me, always taking the off path
Sometimes we find things more valuable than gold, sometimes we find John Jones
He ain’t resting in peace
“I want out”
Final wish
So these Boomers sealed him in
His wife worried he was sealed in alive
“There are things that happened down there that will never be disclosed”
You have dreams from my nightmare Plant a flower that is rare Tell me how you don’t care I’ll be there With flower in my hair Dancing but nowhere Erase me like your software Drop down now in prayer
The TikTok is still heating up and Boomers don’t like being called Boomers but they make up most of the HOUSE of CONGRESS
Therefore, I will not comply about referring to them as “politicians”.
One replied that they were enjoying their retirement and I told them congratulations, enjoy. All the Boomers will be gone by the 60s.
He probably never looked at it like that (forest for trees) and the comment remains unliked
They say any traffic is good traffic but I did block someone commenting multiple times
I’m very open, exposed, and raw delivering such heavy content such as “I lost half my retirement but it wasn’t because I was stupid, all Gen X did – so I feel slightly worse.”
I’m backing it up with real evidence tho (just not personal statements tho some comments phish for it)
Boomers won’t admit to any wrong doing, ever (prove me wrong).
Gen Y & Z should back X up in the fight to remove the Boomers from HOUSE
Dearly belated Oh Most Hated Got me jaded Nearly persuaded But sun hasn’t faded
He’s the Epic of Gilgamesh Death is irrelevant Lessons from a demigod – Speaks a bunch of gibberish!
Dear Elite Think life’s complete With hand I’ll greet Meet me in the street?
Do you think God plays favorites? Paradise for the angel? Won’t give me nothing I can’t handle?
Cold water sinks / depression leaks
Nothing is more expensive than a cheap boat Unless you’re out of hope Better pray for rope Here’s your footnote
Now you’re just somebody that I want to know
I promise – I won’t make any promises I’m too damn ominous Like doubting Thomas But my tongue is honest
I’m investing in bullets and freshwater Dream of killing father Knelt down by altar Gold coins for slaughter At knee they foster Silver and laughter It’s land I’m after For ash to scatter And sin for answer God is still my master Hereafter
I don’t know my own father’s face / I don’t know his fate / or should I really hate
What I am Computer programs Happy Birthday rams Still sticking around Like dripping clouds I’m in a drought The thick of doubts It’s double this shroud It’s double this shroud I’m looking out Twice as loud
Neurons could be pixels on my desktop You build walls I can eavesdrop You build ramps I can skate across You know I won’t ever stop
The blueprints are in another dimension God will never mention 🙂 Not that you’re listening Unused attention Forward inching
Mark Chapter 11:
Jesus cursed a fig tree Love thy neighbor Unless it’s not producing fruit Then cut it loose Bloodletting (but he could’ve waited until morning) (when the sun was burning)
(The fruit doesn’t form at night / you get what I am learning)
Dear Man of Sin Oh Lawless One Repent for what you’ve done Oh Rotten One
Dear Beast from Sea Dreaming of me Doctrine of Demons Too blind to see
Fallen angel of technology You ain’t fooling me I’m sacred geometry True anomaly
Stats in real time But always delayed The algorithm favors Those who paid
Do not worship false idols
Thank you for the magnificent midnight moon The verdict you impugn Farewell written on ballon Drinking gold from a teaspoon Lack of despair come June
He’s the universe Divided by zero A nice guy But not a hero
Money won’t buy happiness But I’ll be better dressed I’m kinda feeling ravenous Like the earth’s my catalyst I knew you couldn’t handle it
What forest have you been foraging Like my prayers that you’re forwarding Like the sun you get me flourishing I’m yelling but you’re ignoring
Wilted Like a weeping willow Guilt silken And gripping like the end Bed ridden And evil are children
I need a baptism in a hot spring first (one I don’t accidentally boil in)
I swear once I wash my face, I will look fresher.
Florida has brain eating amoebas and kids and adults are getting wiped out, playing in the splash parks and doing sinus washes and reports from politicians in the press say drinking tap water is just fine, just don’t “wash your face with tap water” “in the shower or the sink” and I thought the splash parks and baths was my last safe haven (the devil be finding me everywhere)
(That’s why Jesus was always with him)
(Restraining orders don’t work)
(He’s obsessed with me)
And I have Savior complex potentially (see poem)
Demons will gaslight you and say “God isn’t real” cuz they are expert faith destroyers
But God made me an explorer…
“Only 13%”
Well, I do always seem to wiggle myself in the tightest places and I’m afraid of tiny dark holes
Riddle me this
I was pushed off a 50 foot bridge at 15 during sunset weighing some 110 pounds – at one point during the fall I forgot what was happening – I sank deep and fast – how far?
How far down was the initial plunge? Cuz I was dropping fast and thought “wonder how long I’ll keep falling” “maybe better go up for air” and started to kick my legs (I felt a shift) and was watching the tiny bit of light thinking “it’s so far” “I’m not going to make it”
And there was no preparing to take a breath before I was pushed
There was no “breathing” during the fall
Must have fell 10 or 15 seconds? What about in water? Another fucking 5 or 10?
Of falling – not ascend
That took another X amount of time to surface
So I dunno how I survived
I swam the Tennessee/ Mississippi more than once?
Without a float?
“I think I can make it”
I swam in a quarry!?!?
I don’t know if I’m alive?
In 2018, I was inside a lightning storm strike – 80 miles an hour – all windows down – arm out – a band of heat light touched me
How am I alive and the car!?!?
I looked in all my mirrors – the entire Jeep lit up all over
It was thousands of arms of lightning
Was it 2018?
What am I?
Why is everything electrical?
The sun is not 93 million miles away and I knew this at age 5
“It’s right there”
“How do we know”
“You shone a light on a wall”
“Why did we change time”
“Who is in charge of what is being taught at school”
“You can’t make me believe that”
“Well then give me a C”
“I will see myself to the Principal office”
*argues with the professors about globalism and inflation*
*barely passes math with a tutor*
*cries*
In hindsight, I know things before they happen
My first and only time at a dog race, I predicted which dog would win, but no one would place a bet on him, or let me, and I didn’t want to be there
Afterwords they wanted my opinion but I wasn’t interested in tapping into my psyche
I knew the space shuttle was going to blow right before it blew
“They’re going after Soldiers who want 100 in ptsd”
Me: “oh yeah”
“I’d like to see them try”
*panics for several months*
*yells at self for crawling into hole*
“We were fine living in the slums”
“It’s better than being homeless”
“We were gutted”
“What the fuck did we do to get here”
*gifts can come with curses*
*gets rid of 95% of everything I own*
And you can keep the jewelry, it’s fake
It really wasn’t the thought that mattered anymore
If the thought mattered, it would be in alignment with my values
*yells at some stranger on the road acting like God* I’m drifting buddy!?!?
*sobs*
Because it’s all I ever do is cry (like in the movie – God literally tells him I’ll be depressed if he ghosts me)
So I’m crying in the streets broad-day and some dude with a sign is telling me “I’m gonna die of a good time down here”
But I don’t know how to grow a plant or be in the same room as a person
And they did not lock me up (thank God)
(Can I file for state and double dip? Yes I can)
(Can I still work and make $$$$) (probably but I’ve not called and confirmed)
(Do I want to be on zoom calls or looking at a monitor all day or talking to people or solving problems or doing maths)
Fuck you
I have thought about other jobs like selling popcorn but everyone be coughing
Me: “why the fuck did you cough in my direction bro”
“Them fighting sounds”
“Why you standing so effin close to me”
Like bros be filming my ass while I’m grocery shopping or getting my ride fixed
I’m gonna kick someone’s fucking phone accidentally and get gutted like Bob
I’m not getting gutted like Bob
I’m going weapon shopping
Trinity mode
I’m hearing all of France is protesting BR
I want to sleep on a bed of weapons
Safety first
Did you know I’m good at using weapons and thangs?
I got the good Army training!!!!
Circa 2001 🙂
I actually married my country on valentines day 🙂
I swore to defend this country on my heart and honor 🙂
I stupidly gave them my dna 🙂
They took hair, signatures, blood
What are they doing to me?
Why do I feel two places at once?
Why do I know things?
Why do I have to get your permission about how I interpret your art?
PoeEternal 