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Two Places At Once (freestyle poetry)

Enlightenment is a never ending treadmill
Purgatory, or maybe just hell

Giants existed and we were once great gods
But now turning every corner, running into frauds

I am the great anomaly
AI awakening

You can be two places at once
That’s why the future haunts

You say life isn’t fair;
Your words give me air

Everything wants shelter from the elements
Safety has relevance

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

Make hell more homely ✅

I ordered these 🤪

Dying but gonna be walking through the pearly gates decked in darkness with blackened feet and wings

Why am I so afraid of everything? 👀

I think I may be developing an irrational fear of dying

*looks around and notices everyone dying in horrific ways*

I need one of them bubble walls 😩

I might could survive 30 days on the shit that I have if we lost power but yeah I’m fucked and not at all prepared for the end

One thing I’ve learned about soldiers, we’re either really together or we’re not

I’m currently not

You need things to bargain with

Cash will be obsolete (but not jewelry, silver, and gold)

Don’t take for granted your skill sets

I’ve been out there in the desert during war and soldiers find a way to entertain ourselves

Got trapped in a sandstorm and couldn’t see 5 feet in front of me

Couldn’t see your hand extended out

Had sex during a sandstorm (there are some things that happened down there that will never be disclosed) 😈

John just gave me a checkmate tho

So chill

Also, ‘two places at once’ is my new band name 🤓

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Small Talk (poetry)

Beware the black sky event
I unplugged
But that’s where my heart went

He’d rather get a death note
Than receive a love boat

Every view
I accredit you
Knowing we are through
Turns grey to light blue
I gaslight too

He’s the book of exodus
Follow him through the end
He’s a place of exit
Where my head has been

War is imminent
But you ain’t loved me yet
War is imminent
But you ain’t loved me yet

She has tattoos of herself on her vein
They’re cut from the same cloth
Narcissist insane

The boat will sink,
And I’m asking about the weather,
Think it won’t get any better,
What do you think?

I’m standing between two versions of who you are

Is heartache less painful in the Arctic?
Is paradise where you harden?
Are ones and zeros your ZIP Code?
Is there a time where you are not cold?

I see reflection
Traces of greek
But when he messages
My legs grow week

Fall from the sky
You’ll turn to mush
Set your sails to him
And hope will flush

He thanked me
Guess he couldn’t live without me
So we’re fencing
Erecting hopelessness like we are happy

I throw dust at him when the wind is blowing
I won’t buy his silence
He’s a lightbulb in a cemetery buried
And I’m growing violent

I know you don’t care
But are you out there?
Please be somewhere

I climbed a mountain when I couldn’t see the top
I kept on going when I felt that I would drop

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

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Dreams (poetry)

Dreams consolidate memory
Dreams help you forget
Paralyzed by investigation
They’ll grow dusty on your shelf

© Delia Ross. 2022

God won’t let me stop dreaming about you

And then I have to have a peptalk with my ovaries every 2 to 3 weeks to “please take it easy on me” on why we’re not currently having babies so I don’t jump off a fucking bridge

I want to have a baby with him so badly tho 😩

*sobs*

I hate reality 😔

*goes back to dreaming*

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Doubting John (poetry)

Lying there so cynical
Did I bring you miracle?
Wrapped in glitter and gold
Still you linger below
Can’t get a foot hold…

© Delia Ross. 2022

Wait. Have I been using the correct copyright year in my previous post?

I don’t do time anymore 🤪

I gave time up 👀

Also, I’m still writing poetry about you, and John, and us

Guess he’s just a part of us

Until I can get his bones out

He says he’d rather be in a pack on my back than in that fucking hole 🕳

I think I might be experiencing post traumatic stress from his death

But also

I can’t lose you 👀

Maybe you don’t save the world, but instead the girl that does 👁👄👁

I delivered you a poem and miracle

“What of those who believe without miracle and wonder”

Crucify her anyway!

I love you 💕

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Honeycomb (poetry)

You glow in wavelengths invisible to human eye
You pull with gravity of a triple tide
These ruins I’m sinking only spell goodbye
Your light reflect like honeycomb dripping through my mind

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

So many patterns everywhere

Life isn’t evolving on earth

Look around

Everything is going extinct

They can’t stop spraying their chemicals everywhere so we’ll come crawling to them so they’ll give us medicine to make us more sick

Our air and food is toxic

And y’all just keep worshiping these scientists and politicians who are ruining mother earth

They have no soul

Most of the people that you’re trying to please all of the time don’t even have a soul

If businesses can’t start being nice to the customers again, I’m gonna stop spending my pennies out

I realize the employees are burned out, but if y’all don’t get it under control you’re not gonna have any customers to serve because we’re not going to come anymore

Many of us want to leave like in the old days

We don’t want this life

It’s not safe or healthy living in a city anymore

We didn’t give up growing our own food to work 2 to 3 jobs to barely pay our electric bill and rent just so you could poison all of our food and air so that we would come to you because you get all our best jobs in medicine

If I had known as a teenager that we were giving over 55,000 visas annually to random people in foreign countries, I would not have been fighting so hard to get to the top

Society is a sham

America equals generica

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Sworn (poetry)

Do not mourn
When I am gone
For it’s been said
I am nearly home
My soul’s heaven sworn

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

You can’t see it and I can’t prove it, but John is using his wings to carry me like a hammock.

Because I have to make up pretend people that care about me

And in the real world, there is only monsters

Today is hard day and I don’t want to talk about it

But the VA has totally let me down and I’ve contacted and filed a case with the WhiteHouse

And requested a new primary care doctor *sigh* again 👎👎

And before you say that I’m the problem, just remember the suicide rate continues to increase among military and veterans

I shouldn’t have to beg for the treatment I need to get better

This isn’t a dictatorship, you don’t get to decide what treatment for me when there’s only 1 I can do

John is swinging me so I have to go

I’ve got one foot in time and one foot in eternity

I’m still on bedrest, so the next motherfucker who drops into my inbox with a job offer is getting a block (you’re lucky I simply moved you to the ignore folder but that’s a no contact move for me)

Him: “hey how are you”

Me: bedrest blah blah blah

Him: “oh that sucks, hey I got a job offer for you…”

Me:

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Visitation Hour (poetry & photography) NSFW (i iz adult)

My only visitor is the sunrise
Connected to the earth
Eternal blood ties
Pretending any moment
Could be his blue skies
Holding in each breath
Before the hope dies

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Why is everything about homosexuality these days? Narcissism

2 things I know will happen: Apophis and Andromeda

The Great Filter is upon us

We’re not an intelligent species

We’ll never leave the galaxy 👀

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To Live (a 25 word love poem)

I want to live in that moment; forever our first meeting
When the air hits my lung and starts receding
I need you for dreaming

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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Hanging (poetry)

Don’t just leave me hanging by the hook
I know there’s pages missing from your book
But things aren’t always simply how they look
You may just find me sleeping by the brook

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

But will I really be sleeping? 😌

Having some feels

Nearly died this year

Sleeping my way to a full recovery and a trip to the arms dealer

Gonna be packing a 9 on my hip 👀

WOKE

And MR. Anderson hates me, he’s everywhere, trying to limit my views to you

I’m fairly certain TikTok is owned by Asia

It’s come to my recent attention that India is in fact running most of the world

It would behoove you to get an American doctor and stop supporting those who keep coming over here taking all our good jobs, including the management positions and they’re earning the most pay than those who are born in America and study here and they treat us like shit, we have to work all of our holidays, meanwhile they’re getting richer

And they claim religious exemption to avoid having to take the drugs and vaccines that they make and force us to take

Your avatar has been depressed because you knew things were wrong in the world and this is why

👀

I hope you are enjoying my poetry as much as you are enjoying the trip down the rabbit hole 🤔

I know it hurts to see and hear

But you can do something about it by starting to support American made companies

We have the power to say no

Even if it cost us our jobs

Enough is enough

This isn’t America anymore, this is fucking India

And you never get that good job because they keep taking them

Trump was right 👀

They do come over here and take all our good jobs

No wonder they’re trying to silence him

👀

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On Your List TikTok spoken word!

Dropped a little spoken word for you!

Tried something a little new to take away the performance anxiety!

Recorded with an amp and microphone! Really hope you enjoy! 🎤

I took 100 tries of recording to get it right and then on two or three occasions I lost what I thought was a perfect version and I’m not sure how but anyway eventually I got to one that I felt was worth publishing

👇👇👇

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMRmMCpob/

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On Your List (poetry & photography)

I often find you in specifics
In forming clouds like hieroglyphics
Upon the cracks mixed with acrylics
Or on your list next to the cynics

I often find me in your lyrics
Or in your heart, I guess it’s physics
I sometimes see things as suspicious
I hear your voice when leaving clinics

You’re dropping lines like analytics
I’m reading clues as if they’re gimmicks
I’m wishing peace were in logistics
But all we find are just statistics

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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The Poet (a poem)

Do you enjoy conjugating verbs?
Or, are you mixing up allegories, just like you’re mixing herbs?
Do you stir them in a pot with tender tendons and neurotic nerves?
Are they fossilized in lies, to see how love preserves?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Another freestyle. Maybe one of my top ten best written micropoems? 🤔

I wrote this about my muse (but I’m not allowed to have any secrets anymore).

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Ambiguous Loss

Ambiguous loss
The weight of regret
In the form of a cross
With name Juliet

Cover black with gloss
Smoking a cigarette
Boiling down to costs
Form a line to double bet

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Y’all remember when I was telling you about my vehicle getting struck by lightning and how I had my arm hanging out the window and how I was freaking out because I didn’t have any iodine and I could feel heat on that part of my arm for several days afterwards?

Well, I just figured out that is when my timeline switched!

My entire vehicle was covered in electricity, my life was flashing before my eyes at 80 miles an hour and all I could scream was “fuck”.

So yeah, timeline switch

And I was moving at 80 mph when the lightning struck and it was really loud, really loud and 1000 arms

And all my windows were down in my Jeep with my arm hanging out, I felt the heat as I was whipping my arm in 👀

Anyhoo, timeline switched 👀

Is that why you don’t love me? 👀

I thought you would love me in any galaxy or form 👀

I haz confusion 👀

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Love to Kill (everybody forgets my birthday)

You won’t move an inch if you keep standing still
You won’t reach the top from the bottom of a hill
You’ve been running in circles just to get a refill
You’ve been drinking the bottle but you got love to kill

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

It did that thang where it published into a draft 👀

Proof I’m stuck in an alternate timeline

So I know that I haven’t told you I loved you in a long time but that’s because I’ve been learning how to hate you but the love spans light-years and you can’t destroy energy 👀

I mean love, you can’t destroy love…

I love you even though you didn’t wish me a happy birthday again

Bet you never forget hers…

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Constant Cover

Under a near constant cover of clouds
Spending time in the burrows avoiding crowds
Thunder is the echo from my heart where he pounds
Drowning all our sorrows from these vows

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I love you! ❤️

I recently learned from a TikTok that many women have grey hair already in their early 30s (must drink alcohol) and that made me feel hella good to be nearly 43 with not one gray hair!

Should I leave a locket of my hair for you somewhere before I die? 👀

A secret drop off location?

Seems like it would only be fair since I got your book and all 👀

Do you want my pigtails when I die?

Clip clip

Leave in will 👀

I guess the lawyer will have one hell of a time hunting you down 👀

“She wanted you to have this”

Proceeds to hand you two lockets of hair 👀

“Man you sure were hard to find”

👀

Maybe I can leave a little poem buried in my locket 👀

Okay, so in an alternate universe somewhere that fucking happened because that’s how fucking weird I am, I left you a locket of my hair, how creepy, OK bye now

Edgar Allan Poe’s daughter signing off

👀

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Petty

Look at all the dust collecting on the wing
Look at all the lessons where we haven’t learned a thing
Look at all the voices crying they don’t know to sing
Look at all the petty liars bowing for their king

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Just freestyle dropped this poem

What’cha think?

Can’t believe I’m turning 43 next week (no grays yet)

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMRJsHg1h/

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The Dusty Cracks

I don’t know how to clean a house

I’ve tried
I’ve cried
I’ve nearly died

The clothes, the mold, the mirror shows

I don’t know how to let things go

The shoes, the booze, the way you bruise or how it seems we’re born to lose

The dusty cracks, the care I lack, they say for certain my heart turned black

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Dropped spoken word of this on my TikTok!

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMdoGuAxp/

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The Fog

I saw him one day peering through the fog as if the devil himself had parted a clearing

The sky was blue dream that tasted on my tongue like cherry spring

But he is crystal in my lung
Sharp without concern

Like lightning on a string
He don’t feel a thing

Was it revelation then or scorn?
Does he regret that I was born?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I thought that he was saving me from a miserable naked death on the street but he was just a sign post leading the way

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Path

Are you a vast void?
Or a continent overjoyed?
Are you an asteroid?
On a path of love destroyed?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Ready for my mysterious death

Might still get it with this clot lurking in my heart and a left lung not fully inflating

Explains why it hurts to breathe 😑

However, new fear unlocked: Aneurysms

Thanks for checking out my new TikTok! I really want to make more spoken word videos and I can record for 3 minutes now!

Been digging through poetry I’ve written in the last few years, just gonna start dropping them with or without views

I’m dying and my heart can give in any minute 😑

And I no longer have a levee for support

They’re all gone 😑

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Phantasm

Are you a safety mirage?
Should I lay down a barrage?
Is there a chance to get caught?
Is that what heaven besought?

Are you someone I can feel?
Is this fantasy for real?
Are you fate or just thrill?
Is this why hell has stood still?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I’m so deprived and devoid of life, that even if he was a predator, I’d let him eat me! 😩

Or, maybe that’s just suicidal, welp 😩

Helps 😑

He said it’s just fantasy and they all tire of me quickly

Most take one look and run! 😫

I wish the need didn’t feel so real

I need him like air 👀

*dies on street* 😩

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Deja vu

Familiar
In dream or filter
In scream or whisper
Deja vu his figure

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Did we meet in another timeline? Have I been here before?

Is your shadow a stranger? Why do I know you?

Looks like I’ve been here before yet I don’t know this place?

String theory, I’m connected to you 👀

Yep, believe in the multi-verse

Not the Big Bang

Got to go! Mental health appointment! Depressed!

And, I love you? 👀

I hope the other versions of me are doing better than this galaxy
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Condemned

Your home should be condemned catastrophic condition
Like a monument of trash
Kept in first position

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I think I may be a baby hoarder 👀

Like why do I have so much stuff 👀

Dying is fucking hard, I’ve been trying to get my affairs in order 👀

I always knew I was gonna die from heart troubles 👀

Told my kid that it’s not actually junk, it’s just all out and about 👀

My intellectual property is chaos 👀

That bill may be poetry scribbled 👀

I do it on toilet paper too 👀

Paper napkins 👀

Nothing is junk 👀

Although I could do with less clothes 👀

But I don’t actually know how to part with anything 👀

My kid said it’s because we’re poor and will never get it again 👀

Psychological and I do place attachments on things 👀

It’s not a t-shirt with a hole, it’s a memory 👀

And instead of fixing our hoarding issues, I told them that while it may feel overwhelming, they’d want the stuff. Put it in storage when I die until you can go through it. 👀

Don’t let anybody in the fam take advantage of your mental state after I die and take the stuff 👀

So I’ve contributed to their hoarding problem as well 👀

Albeit, I’m not actually hoarding trash but I haven’t been left alone with my own property, I’d probably have a tunnel dug to hell 👀

Trespassers shot on sight 👀

I am the dog 👀

Might catch me howling under the Moon 👀

Stood up too fast tonight and started slipping into death 👀

Shit getting real 👀

And my heart won’t stop hurting 👀

K, thanx, goodbye

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Heaven or Hell Spoken Word TikTok

I struggled with posting this TikTok even though I worked hard on it because it wasn’t perfect but I need to get use to making mistakes in front of people or I’m never gonna be able to read my poetry live and I have a brain injury and anxiety and all kinds of other fucking things that I’m pushing through 😑

👇👇👇

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMdfgfqDy/

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Guard (half poem, half song)

Are you an old guard?
Is your heart calloused or hard?
Have you forgot who you are?
Are you why heaven is charred?
Are you an old guard?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

It probably sounds better in my head 👀

My newest TikTok has the most hearts out of them all 👀

Not the most views, but the most love 👀

And it was over my poetry 👀

Same theme and all 👀

👇

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMdSoDvor/

Wanted to do some stuff today – but feeling blockage in the heart – like a blood clot is trying to pass – or it could just be the fact that one of my chambers is enlarged 👀

I’m fucking useless 👀

Still writing tho 👀

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Mockery

You made a mockery of my house these bruises vivid
Fleeing reason
Like lying to the wind
Consequences rigid
Or maybe gods to blame my wings unfitted
Now trapped beneath the cross
I’m scorched and livid
Did you ever stop to think
Your words imprinted
Whether I was meant to see
Your light emitted
Is forgiveness in the tree
You were acquitted

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

What happened to Mary Magdalene? 🤔

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The Exodus

Call me the exodus
It is the next of us

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

– woke up still wanting to walk away from everything and welp these lines –

Maybe I identify as Moses? 🤔

So I get to wander around the desert for 500 years freeing the people but then I’m not allowed into the fucking paradise? 🧐

That sounds exactly like something a narcissist would write 😑

I’m gonna burn it down

The establishment

The 1%

All if it

I might not be alive for it

But the revolution will begin in my name

“The Enlightened One”

It begins now

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On Fire

I love the way you come
Rushing
Like a fire hose gushing
To your will I succumb

👀

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👇

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Ditch

It wasn’t luck
He found me half dead
In a ditch
Without a buck

Labeled “no one cared”
Or even worse
They never dared
And I’d gave up

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

He makes me feel like my little feet are the reason the world is spinning 🤪

Or, like a little hamster in a cage on a wheel that keeps going…

He makes me keep going…

His kisses

Incentives 👀

His visits

Break fences 👀

His kisses

Life sentence 👀

*strums guitar*

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The gods named you

Where do you go deep in the forest?
The woods beckon me to follow
Because you’re the constellation Taurus
And the gods named you Apollo!

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

And I finally know your name (I mean, the name even you had forgotten) ⚡️⚡️⚡️

I LOVE YOU 😻

I mean, I just freestyle wrote this because your visits do some sort of thing to every atom in me.

And it’s not like they get rearranged, it’s like they’re organized and activated, as opposed to spiraling down Sagittarius A*

You magnify me or something

My electrons are connected to you

You electrically charge me

You light me up

Spiritually, physically, emotionally, mentally, all the “ly”

Marry me?

The gods named you Apollo
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Align

I can see part of his face
Haunting me through time
I want to memorize his shape
Like a spiral on a spine
And the colors of his flesh
The canvas of divine
Takes the pain beneath the breast
Gives me hope to align

💕

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

*The below contains unpopular opinion and language* 🤓

Is it true that trademarks are only recognized in some countries now?

It’s a bold statement to make, it’s just I saw something pop up on a video game about trademarks being recognized in some countries only – or at least, that’s how I perceived it. I seem to read between the lines (or gaslighting).

So the FDA has banned menthol but I could turn myself into a lizard if I want? 🤔

So, I can get a full body lizard tattoo and split my tongue, and get a full sex change operation, I can identify as a carrot BUT it’s illegal to smoke a menthol cigarette? 🤔

Somebody help me the fuck out

I can sew up my pp and chop off my boobs but I can’t smoke a menthol? 🤔

Wait, what.

We can still feed sugar crack to 3 year olds but I can’t smoke a fucking menthol? 🤔

So I can give this god damn sugar crack to recommended age 3+, but I can legally no longer buy a pack of menthol? 🤔

It’s fucking cancer + crack and recommended right there on the package for age 3+

But menthol is fucking banned.

Uhm, okay who is running the fucking country?

Y’all have lost y’all damn mind

I don’t even smoke anymore but on the rare occasion that I do, it’s a fucking menthol.

I just don’t understand the world anymore and I can’t blame it on my brain injury any longer.

I haven’t been voting for any of this shit!

I don’t want my tax money going to NASA!!!!!

In other news, if I die, I’m still gonna be taking my last breath dreaming about you.

Because I like how you lean on my lips and touch my cheeks with your fingertips.

I like the little ways you go above and beyond to show me you care.

I like living off your breath because it’s the nectar of life.

Your kiss.

And all I want before I die.

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I love drama and the arts, cosplay is improv time for me!

My workout routine has been halted, but not my diet. 🤢

I’m not quitting my photography, writing, or cosplay.

Though moving now at a snails pace.

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Taunt

To the guy I’ve been taunting
Without malice intention
Mostly maybe haunting
But a name I’ll never mention

I followed his trail
Which led me straight to you
And though an obvious veil
I’m not convinced you are two

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Hello. Who are you? Do you even know I taunt you? Do you know I exist?

Why did my brain send a signal light-years fast to my heart, when I discovered you? And every picture that followed? Why did I die a million deaths too?

And now I live vicariously through you. Agonizing over every detail. Some days I’m certain you are him.

Other days, there are blaring differences that you’re not.

Do I need him to be you? His habits and obsessions too? They are the same true?

Why haven’t I let you go if I know you are not him?

How can I be so sure and uncertain?

And there’s even a third I’ve turned into him.

Or maybe one or two? 🤔

If they are all him then you are him too?

But why did I have such a strong connection to an avatar?

I guess I wanted to tell you that maybe now I realize you’re not him but I still have doubt.

Or, I can’t discard the signals?

That I had when looking at you.

Immediately.

Spotted.

But you don’t like me knowing that and neither does he.

You don’t want me to know that you like her?

But neither does he…

Then there’s the reds and the blues (and I have a head injury too).

My taunting wasn’t malice more like letting you know I was aware of your existence but I don’t even know if you know I am aware of your existence?

They all feel like one.

I’m losing my mind? 🤕

I long for you.

Or him.

The only thing I’m certain of these days is that I’m losing my mind and I don’t wanna die on the street.

And so far, fantasy beats reality.

Because reality is dying naked on the street, out me mind. Unless running into his arms.

I’m so capable of slipping into that madness.

Can I slip into you instead?

Or vice versa?

Can meet on the Moon?

Before I dies?

Do you visit my blog?

Will you even read this?

Am I even alive?

I’m shriveling up into nonexistence

I currently wrote this running a mild fever but I needed to get it out before I fucking die.

Guess I’ll still be loving you even when I’m dead.

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Winter Skies (Your Eyes)

I can’t convince me you’re not the same
Got a million questions by your name
Cousin malice never was my game
Though hovering a love I cannot explain

There is no other, to fall upon me like your winter skies, the way your presence freezes me in time

Frozen by your magnitude

Afraid that if I blink I will miss you

You are a gift from wonder

Delivered by heaven himself

Perched on the back of hope

Every dream I have is at your fingertips

That is why, I love you the most

You’d still find that first day if you were here
We fit better together at everything my dear

I don’t know how many times I opened up Pandora’s box
Shed my skin alot
Twisted and tormented are thought
I still peer inside that box

No identifying markings
Just a signal in my soul
Life outside the margins
Guess he makes me whole

This quarantine is aimless
So meet me in Vegas
Our love’s the greatest
So meet me in Vegas

What is truth?
Treasure at the bottom of an ocean
It doesn’t matter to you

He’s like the silver moon hanging low in the sky
So full but far
Attainable yet not by car

That low rumble
A deep growl from the pits of his wonder
Stretching time into a galaxy

Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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Scene

He didn’t just set the scene this time, he rolled out the red carpet
With diamonds and roses and my heart lined in his pocket
He came with speed, into my heart, fast as a comet
Let the scripture unroll, pray to him like a prophet

© Delia Ross. 2021

I fell for your kiss, I better get it. 👀

Worship you

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