You hold distance like a torch
The sun is setting
I’m watching from my porch
The devil betting
But time has run its course
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Sidenote: I still don’t know who or what I am.
Torch (poem)
Eat (poetry)
I could eat contempt / wrap it with lament / file it tax exempt / yell “god damnit” / my brain will forget / I haven’t cared yet \
Searching for you in typeface / underlines / and heartbreak / happiness is our stake / a gamble we should take \
A thousand miles from nowhere / I want to go there / ask God there’s hope where \
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Wish (poem)
I wish he would bed me / take me down the aisle / then fucking wed me / I wanna get heavy / not fucking buried / I wanna get married
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Bloody Valentine’s (poetry)
This comment is hate filled / a sinkhole / for you to build.
There’s likely bloodstains in the carpet / bloodstreams of my target / am I the carcass?
He shot her in her wedding dress / but love her / he’d never confess.
Father / they’ve all chosen sin / and I’m sinking / in quicksand.
Hey Sun,
How did you rise?
With light in eyes?
Is there time to shine?
Hey Sun,
Am I alright?
The peerless moonlight
Will we unite?
(Love you forever)
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Postscript
*do something / act abnormal to run your blog readers off*
*insert insanity here*
*program successfully installed*
I got John hanging in front of me, and dear Edgar in my rearview, in a puff of smoke, just loving the 10k hand I have drawn.
Werd.
I could use a real hand getting the apartment prepped to be stripped of this danky old carpet, and replaced with some fresh skin (lighter color too)
Don’t even know if I’m staying
LAUGHS
Immortally insane
Running through my vein
Edgar wants me to pick up a typewriter and get off this broken iPhone
I knew the phone was subject to break – but alas – even with these cursive powers – I did nothing to stop its fall
Oh shittte, it broke more than I thought
BABE
Fuck Apple, it’s a 6, I’m done selling shit – and jump off a bridge
But there’s poisoned sweet potato pie in the fridge
There is indeed, God bless, we’re gonna learn to make a healthy pie, but for now, poisoned pie for Valentine
*squee
Postnote: I ignored all the ingredients when I saw the price marked down to $2.50 with a date of 2/15. Said, “you’re coming with me”
But for real tho, don’t buy the pie
(It’s poisonous)
(You die, I die – but we’re not together, Romeo)
P.S.S.S?? Been rebounding my ass off (the rebounder fitness – resistance training – getting fit with gravity – weeee)
I’m two scenes on repeat currently – in my favorite film – Made in Heaven (1987?)
The one where he’s tossing his drink in the mirror / laying in the road screaming to God / Emmet “as himself” AND
Her, crying in public on the street – she got arrested too – dark days ahead
Welp.
GOD: if you don’t find each other, you’ll both be miserable
God: there’s no guarantee you’ll come back
Me: YOU TOOK MY LIFE
The roses are dying / cuz I’m done trying / the crow is black / his heart tarmac
*insert another copyright here*
I wore a t-shirt to the medical clinic once – with Poe on it – and the technician asked if it was Hitler
Millennial or GENZ
I sighed and said “Poe”
“Kind of a popular stash then tho, huh…”
“Hitler”
*makes awkward attempt to continue on with life wearing such an offensible shirt*
(Wonders if others mistake Him for Hitler too)
*creepily laughs
These motherfuckers are in charge
*nearly chokes on the air
*tries not to die*
And in a more recent attempt at “getting out and socializing”
I ordered food – through a drive thru
It wasn’t busy – I had time to count my cash – fuck the elite – you wanna be a cashless society and track me huh – fuck you – cash everywhere or boycott
Him (another Millennial/GenZ): why did you give me so much money!?!? *looks at me stumped like I’m stupid
Me: what do you mean!?!? *looks confused / haz brain injury / why am I so stoopidd
…well, I, gave you MORE to get the big bills back…
Him: *clearly confused – counts the money – proceeds to hand me a ten back, a five, and some silver.
So apparently I’m not stupid. Just pre- computer age.
I once had to work at registers where you needed to know basic math – to count change back
Remember when they upgraded the register to tell you the change back
MY GOD they made us beg and groggle for those jobs!!!!!!
“Don’t discuss your income in the workplace”
FUCK YOU
I mean, Happy Valentine
Burn in hell
*insert shitty photo of me here
I don’t want to see myself in the mirror – or on my blog currently – tho I haz space now
I wants new blog
*stomps feet*
I wants better home
*if I buy the land / will you buy the home?
Tell me, I need to know!!!!
Separated (poetry)
Separated by billions of light-years / this love
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I’m using line breaks now. Am I a better poet?
I do crave the sound and clack and annoyance of an old typewriter.
I’m not going to put a filter on my poetry like Boeing put one on to tell the plane it can fly
Up down, up down, up down 18 times before it took a nosedive into the deep blue sea
The President: “you’ll need to rebrand”
GMO: “we’re Bioengineered Ingredients now”
The FDA: “we don’t want to tell you what’s on the labels” / NATURAL FLAVOR in EVERYTHING
(It was mad in a lab)
And now companies act like Coca Cola using “secret formulas”
It says it’s good for me so it must be true
(They’ll believe anything)
STOP TOUCHING ME AT CHURCH SPEAKING IN TONGUE
The sounds of my ribs breaking across the ocean as I leap from a bridge / has got to be better than the noises my BLACK LIVES MATTER neighbors love to make
Marriage / or go Hulk / take out the city block
Okay, I get the idea / but isn’t my context good enough
Did you know an acre cost about $2k grand?
If I started the paperwork, I could buy around 7 acres tomorrow
I’m only begging God for 1-5
Did you know I’ve already started collecting seeds?
Special seeds. For our garden.
EVE needs THE GARDEN
I dreamed the birds came to me
Fuck you.
Go enjoy your prostitutes
I should never be included in “a list” (top or not)
I already fell for you / asshole.
You destroyed my wings
You stripped me! Without consent!
If you don’t give me my mini garden the world will end
I know it’s what you what
Nihilist
And I’m gonna be crawling for John Jones / you better get over it
The world doesn’t revolve around YOU
Others need my special love – my light / it’s fading
My signal soon gone
My last will and testament is to die in peace
Man is only concerned with AI and “man’s best friend” and his own inventions
Destroying the world White lives & Native American first – well there’s been other resets
6th mass extinction currently – all with malicious intent “we create our own reality” / we destroyed Mars
Now we’re off to “save it” only we can’t leave earth
Van Allan Belt
NASA says “they made worse”
I need to train for cold weather grow some thangs
I’d rather gut myself with my bayonet / than to let him see me in real time / at my worse
Tell him / I need more time
(God too please)
Anti-Valentine (micropoetry)
I should move the place you most hate; get a little cabin by the lake.
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Broke the new mop cleaning (tales from the crypt)
I. Can’t. Win.
Tried to sell my PS4 rig. Had the cops called on me instead.
I said go on, I’ll wait.
They closed shop.
Waited outside ten minutes, cops never arrived.
Left. Passed a cop. Went back. Drove through and tooted my horn and waved.
Still no cop. Shame.
I hear restraining orders don’t work – and the more you have – the less they work.
Probably cheaper to have bought my items
And before you go taking their side
I honestly had not done anything wrong
I got excited at the mention of cops
“Oh yeah”
“Well go on then, I’ll wait…”
I guess I’m done pawning shit in this town
But I ain’t done tooting!
Looks like I’m keeping the ole PS4 – I’m being cockblocked from selling or deleting my account
And if you threaten the cops on me, make sure you deliver. M’kay.
Oh and… broke the new mop cleaning.
The metal handle twisted like foil.
Gotta get on my hands like Cinderella to scrub.
And buy a new mop. Made of Iron apparently.
Fuck you
Marsh (poetry) I LOVE YOU
He’s the first one
At my den
Sitting front face
Right where he’s been
And when he’s out there
In the harsh marsh marching
Blood for his pen
I know his foot steps
Right where I’m sinking
Count on him
Like one through ten
The alphabet but then
He smells of gin
Spice or cinnamon
He’s like a ghost in quicksand
Cynical and disciplined
He’s the whole world listening
When I speak
He’s the sun peeking in!
Even when light’s missing
He’s thinking when
“Will I see you again”
As if the earth just doesn’t spin…
© Delia Ross. 2023 / @poeeternal
I got carried away with this rhyme
And maybe he’s my imaginary friend
But there’s only so many letters in the alphabet for him to appear
I speak in morse code – maybe he can hear
Is my rambling clear?
It’s freestyle dear… 🙂
Why Do Men Buy Sex? – Scientific American
They form attachments and bonds
— Read on www.scientificamerican.com/article/why-do-men-buy-sex-2012-10-23/
I’m no longer available as a girlfriend or a wife
Mess (poetry & free speech)
I don’t like showing him pictures
When I know he’s into perfection
And I’m leaning a different direction
Part of his daily “mess” collection!?!
© Delia Ross. 2023 / @poeeternal
I suppose when they’re paying for it, in their mind, they believe they’re getting top-tier sex, huh?
File me under Dante’s 7th level
You should have a file system like Inception – 9 levels deep (put me level 7)
Lucky number 7
Not first, not last. Made top ten.
Maybe with a ⭐️ on the file folder
Locked
“The chosen one”
Oddly enough my lifeline was 7 – I’ve done this seven times!?!
I’m on 7 now
The Matrix twas 6 times
If love is the anomaly, and they all think they love the fucking fake porn stars, and the prostitutes… uggggg
My grandmother stated “you must have a tapeworm”
She wasn’t far off potentially
My horoscope read age 15: “leo’s suffer from feet and heart issues”
My best friend before she died of suicide age 13, “something bad will happen to the world in 2003” – she was distraught – it was 1993
She didn’t live long enough to see her prediction come true
We went to war in 2003, I was part of the initial push into Baghdad, as a combat medic during the start of the war (she was long dead but it still fucks with me)
She literally came to school freaking out saying that she had a bad dream and that “something bad was going to happen in the year 2003, but she didn’t know what”
She died by suicide maybe a month later
She was 13…
Several years later her mother also died by suicide and they are buried next to one another. Their bones got a coffin! ❤️
A coffin plus one of those metal boxes that goes over the coffin…
Her bones have a home for now… ❤️
The point tho – predictions coming true
How!?!
I crawled into them!?!?
Someone up there is looking out for me!?!
I think it’s possible I might actually be locked in a computer against my will somewhere
The government took my DNA, blood, hair, signature, pledges and swears before the flag, like I was sold an idea about the US and that training imprinted on me 🙂
Just like porn imprinted on you
I’m trying to stay alive – get fit enough – to go down in battle
Total warrior
Like I’m still a Soldier who holds rank
They may have changed the uniforms, but I was never stripped of mine
I know the enemy wants me and my comrades dead
I’ve already lost family and friends
And I don’t know how responsible I am for my other family members who never even listen to me because they’re so fucking demented and toxic
My sister is dead, age 45
My fucking parents are still alive – and I’m growing resentful and weary of it
Agent Smith didn’t like the stench of humanity and I feel the same of narcissists 
Every state should make sex offenders, lifelong. I wanna know who my fucking neighbors are.
And pedophiles say that they were born that way, they swear they were fucking born that way, so they can’t change, so it’s not like they’re going to be different in five or six years or 10 or 15 or 25, that’s just long enough for them to start fucking your grandchildren
They will have the best relationship with their own children just so they can fuck their grandchildren, and there are studies out there of this, it’s not hearsay
I also have a degree in psychology, so I study human nature
I swear pretty bird has started saying “thank u” instead of “pretty bird” lately – and normally soon after I’ve tossed out seeds n’ nuts
I swear it
“Thank u thank u thank u”
I don’t care about these abandoned cats tho – not natural to the environment – made in a fucking lab – carry disease – and are terrorizing the wildlife here
I will fuck a motherfucker up
And it’s extremely hard being an angel because I don’t know what I’m allowed to hurt, and what I’m allowed to not hurt
Fuck that demented cat, but it shouldn’t be my karma to call the pound on him
He didn’t even eat the tuna I put out
What a fat kunt
I like lions but hate “man’s best lab friend”
So the American Asians identify as a Chinese American, and probably wish to drop Americans all together once they fully take over our country – they value “Chinese culture” and are pushing their way of life on us here
I don’t recognize my own country
I come from a generation where we had to page people to communicate or go to their fucking door, and I’m kinda ready to go back to that sort of lifestyle…
I sold my TV
I don’t even want a smart phone
I want sex toys behind a black curtain because I don’t want to see it and I’m a fucking adult
I need food
But I stopped going to the grocery store buying anything and I’m trying to eat what I have in my house
When was it acceptable to blow your horn in the parking lot for someone to come down?
What is this trend of people turning their fucking cars off at the red light?
I’m done with society
They want a 15% tip for ringing you up and they can’t even get your order right or smile
I don’t want to do any of this anymore
If I wanted to live in Asia I’d fucking move there
I do not have yellow fever
And I will never support another Asian franchise in America ever again or buy anything from China, India, or Mexico
“You’re racist”
Correction: I’m homicidal
If you’re gonna accuse me of something, make sure you get it right
Homicidal is the new suicidal and we don’t fucking talk about it these days 🙂
Happy to help
Remember heal and save
Sharpen your blades (they will invade at night, at rest, they will not follow GENEVA)
I’d really like to show God what sort of warrior I am and it’s not getting gutted it in the street
And this is like minority report now, they will fucking commit you for saying something
I’m still on the good side of god (I fight and live for God) – this establishment worldwide needs to END and be dismantled and destroyed
The entire reason they do these wars is just so they can have their fucking prostitutes in different countries…
It’s mostly military and white men apparently (according to studies)
An entire nation lost
They are also making the animals suffer and it has to stop
What the fuck are they doing to these gators at the amusement parks? Selling teeth? I have some. As a reminder – of how fucked up immigration ruined my country – turning everything into a Sims theme park – creating depression – addiction – addicts – monsters – lost souls
The doctors and nurses are criminals
I still have my medical background that the enemy didn’t account for
“No one will listen to her”
“Censor her”
Me: sells TV, stops supporting society
And I spend time in the sun now without sunblock, and I don’t get burned
I absolutely can be taken down by the elements very quickly though, the cold, the heat, I have a heart condition
Thanks to the government and my gullibility
RIP John Jones
P.S. your rugs are dirty
Tendons (freestyle poetry)
I am boney tendons
I am without intention
I am deep in ascension
Got your attention?
Like comets missing
Circling new dimensions
I need intervention
Holy brigade of his suns
Shining light on this one
His favorite weapon
Energized confession
It’s called possession
© Delia Ross. 2023 / @poeeternal
Postscript (contains free speech) 🫣
Holyshit, the wave is picking back up now. I’m in the eye of the storm.
I’m that scene when Trinity leaps from the building and falls into fawn mode
“Get up Trinity, get up…”
She had Neo to live for. The great anomaly. Love.
They wouldn’t even give John Jones a second phone call and it was Thanksgiving.
The real life ain’t the movies (but they made one about him and changed the most important details to suit Hollywoods agenda).
Now John has a nickname in heaven but I don’t like it very much. “LJ”
He likes his nickname but I don’t
It was on my upside down pineapple coconut cake
An L and a J
“LJ” was here
LJ (squared) (John Jones)
And if you don’t get the L reference – NICKNAME (too fucking bad)
Ask John what the L means
He will tell you
Or read some articles
I read every statement he said dying down there
Stuff from official Utah sources
Comments during the time
I READ COMMENTS FROM MICHAEL LEVITT VICTIM BLAMING
Recently a shadow formed on my wall in an L shape with a man hanging
He loves his new nickname but is sensitive to the fact that I’m yet not…
I made cake and I like feeding the squirrels and John has a new nickname
One day I’m gonna visit the caves
“LJ lives here”
It’s not even funny
It broke me
And I was dying of heart inflammation
He imprinted on me
His spirit
I want to cut Michael’s dick off
I want to do very bad things…
I bake experimental cakes instead
And the weed don’t work!
My meds stopped working!
“Get up Trinity, get up”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am getting a new blog soon
This one can just exist as an archive of major fuckup disasters
New pen, new identity
New deck of cards
I did it for love. I don’t know what God has in store for me
I hope it’s not dying on the street
The good news:
I don’t actually have to jump from a bridge
I can buy a gun
🙂
(Which is better than hanging yourself with a belt in your hotel room like Chris Cornell and Michael Hutchence)
Bless
I was so upset when I learned Michael died of suicide when I was 10.
EVERYONE I LOVE IS DEAD (-)
Did I tell you that John has been saving my life
I should not have got vaccine number two after vaccine one caused me heart issues
I’ll never get another flu shot or vaccine again
How much do you love your job to push your agenda?
I’m a Soldier, going down in battle sounds better than this bullshit of self-sabotage or “committed”
I probably failed my review board as I feared even mentioning being homicidal – although it’s the reason they ask all vets at the VA now
“Are you feeling suicidal or homicidal today”
It was always just suicidal until I was saying, “oh I’m feeling more homicidal these days“…
And I graduated to group therapy but there’s holes in my walls
“I fantasize about dying”
“It’s not a field day out here”
But it will be if the cops show up for me
(If I die here, nobody will know I didn’t want to…)
Although I’ve been blogging pretty heavily about it
“I hate it here as much as John Jones hates that cave”
LJ bless
Love you bro…
In Case (poetry)
I tried to shake him off
He wouldn’t go
He’d only flutter
And bop around
Organize the clutter
Prepare for undertow
“I love you” he will mutter
In case I didn’t know…
© Delia Ross. 2023 / @poeeternal
He’s a very clever otter and must have been one in his previous life. He doesn’t mind my storms. He collects the debris to build a stable foundation and home. 🦦
New writing game. Write a poem about my mistakes. Tell the world.
Eminem made a name of himself being a fuck up and Edgar died on the street and I’m somewhere in between of I don’t know what’s next for me
So there’s your theme 🤪
I am dealing with some serious real life issues and it seems the devil enemy has got me surrounded
“I hate it here” John Jones
Hear, hear
All the shops are closed. I’m having a meltdown and they’re enjoying a 3-4 day calendar holiday that they invented
This timeline isn’t real
April fools because 13 months originally
When I realized two weeks ago that the entire world is not on the same calendar and Ethopia is seven years behind….
I sold my TV 📺
I have 8,000 photos scheduled for deletion
My best friend got rid of everything before she offed herself too
I just wanna move…
From this building to another off property and preferably out of city
I know it’s asking a lot when I don’t deserve anything
Or maybe I deserve better things
Than the things people monsters have destroyed
Turns out they look a lot like family and friends
I dunno, they’re all dead to me
I’m trying to ghost Apple
But I’ll likely have a comeback
It’s why I’m fighting for my life
It’s called will
Once you lose your will to survive, the mold will get you
Especially if your foundation was built on a swamp and is ran by an evil Chinese dictator overlord slumlord
GIVE ME ALL YOUR MONEY, DO NOT PASS GO
If globalism is the reason, the land keeps going up and all the taxes, then please for the love of fucking God, stop immigration
Living in a tent soon (if I’m lucks)
Ohhh tent never used – going in the to be sold at the pawn
One less item to worry with jumping ship
CMON John Jones! We getting da fuck outta here bro!
He ain’t been saving my life in vain….
(If only my therapist knew I was communicating with the dead)
(She knows about the holes in my wall…)
(She understands why the sex toys being sold in front of the children triggers me)
(Cuz I was sexually abused as a child)
(“Oh”) *quietly sobs*
The sins of the Father 🤩
Satan is the Devil ran by an evil Chinese dictator
I mean, I wrote a love poem.
It is the end of the world.
His love is the equivalent of “stopping to smell the bloody roses”.
I like when he cleans me hypothetically.
“You’ve got some on your nose…”
The Day (poetry)
The day
He abandons me
I’ll be homeless
Complete psychosis
Without notice
Earth my focus
Death the prognosis
This site has been deleted!
Surprise! You were never needed!
Cast out and weeded!
All hope receded!
Compass points
To my heart
Upside down
In you
Without love
It’s all useless
The daily excuses
If we’re not exclusive
Hope is useless
He wasn’t ready for me
Giving himself away
He arrived late
Demanding me to stay
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
Still writing my heart out – despite being completely cast out by the blogging community *bows*
Full unlocked exclusive set on my Onlyfans (where I snuck into Top 39 Thanksgiving. Thank you!!) 🥰
If I become homeless, I don’t wanna become homeless where it floods (perspective)
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The End (a poem)
I know why everybody’s gone, halfheartedly
The Devil is a finely-tuned mistake
Just off center front stage
Sitting in a black box
Drinking champagne
His eye a spotlight
He keeps a letter in his pocket
Dark corduroy lint free
He smells of oak and pine
And her expression is a look of expectation she will never meet
He finds her in the most desolate ruin
Out of breath
Wasted time
Ready to die
Regret is a curtain pulled aside
And she dances with fury
He’s convinced the moon is under her spell
Gazing
Engorged
She prefers the clouds her audience
The quiet solitude
Where destiny won’t find her
Where broken promises and debts will never be paid…
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
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Half (poetry)
Would you still love me
If I broke in half?
And would you still want me
If I came in last?
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
Sitting at the VA writing him rhyme ✍️
When I was age 10, I had a dream about a blonde haired, blue-eyed boy from Maine or Maryland, and he was driving down a long road on a motorcycle.
I knew he was the one from my dream when we met in my 20s briefly
Even if I lose all my teeth, I’m still gonna wanna suck his fucking cock…
Welp.
John was willing to be broken in half to carry on with his life
I know I’m just a dying fantasy
Clinging to hope
He’s young and has the world
I keep having visions of hanging from a tree and him finding me 😑
John would’ve kept crawling if he could…
“I’m not where I thought I was”
“I thought it was going to open up”
“Why did you put me here”
On a positive note, it’s warm today. Hot warm.
I called the skate park. I don’t need safety equipment.
I’m in good spirits despite no self-worth
Whatever you do, don’t get the vaccine or flu shot
Don’t do it…
Imprinting
He imprinted on me 😑
He knows
At least, I think now
Or we both do 🤔
Because no matter what form he appears
He is the ONLY ONE I respond to in such a manner
He probably thinks I’m like that with all guys
I’m not 😑
He took advantage of our bond 😑
He gave me a map with details not disclosed 😑
I thought I was starting to experience Stockholm syndrome
But it was just him 😑
And he abandoned me 😑
I don’t respond well to trauma bonding or narcissism
He can’t use those tools on me
He needs to learn control 😑
He’s never gonna make me cum if I fear him 😑
He’s not a sex god
He’s an abuser 😑
I never did nothing like that in that chat
But I did do role play stuff with him that I’ve never done with anyone 😑
I was already imprinted on him because my soul knew it was him 😑
But my mind didn’t know 😑
And then he slowly started disclosing details about his life
Things I probably would rather not know
Because he can’t handle the fact that he told me
He thinks I’ll use the information against him 😑
He shoots the listener 😑
I thought I was falling in love with some guy with no teeth and was ready to be kidnapped and settle down with some guy with no teeth but it turned out to be the love of my life
And he abandoned me after he video called and said, “I need you”
He ghosted me 😑
And the Daytona Beach gang are taunting me 😑
And I ran off my favorite poet 😑
I’m all alone 😑
And everyone is leaving toxic Instagram
EVERYONE
And the ones that are staying on Instagram are just simply unfollowing me 😑
And I’m ascending into another level 😑
But I’ve got one more bowl of vegan soup to eat and that immediately stopped my tears
I also have lingerie sets I haven’t got to try on, a brand new pair of shoes, new make up and eye tattoos from my recent birthday
But I need to be in the headspace to create
I need to not be crying while I’m putting my makeup on 😑
I want to move 😑
I’m gonna spend my tip money and buy something nice I think
I LOST EVERYTHING IN 2017
I wanna get these curtains I found at Dolls Kill and I found several cute outfits – including a Halloween set, all for the tip price
I need clothes to wear and if I had a husband maybe people wouldn’t be fucking with me
I wanna imprint on someone who wants me 😑
I’m an organic computer 😑
God made me 😑
GET THE CURTAINS BABE
WE DON’T HAVE ANY
YOU ARE ALLOWED TO WEAR CLOTHES THAT FIT YOU
YOU’RE AN AMAZING BARGAIN HUNTER
WE’RE NOT ALIVE JUST TO PAY THE BILLS
YOU ARE NOT OBSOLETE
Keep detoxing and doing the hard work
He tried to make me feel shameful 😑
He’s mean 😑
I can’t trust myself around him 😑
He’s untrustworthy 😑
I need a safe space to imprint 😑
I’m tired of being in my masculine role 😑
I want a real husband 😑
I’ve never done anything in the chatroom that was porn or triple x
I don’t compromise myself 😑
He said he needed me then cut the cord 😑
He lied 😑
How can he be so cruel 😑
He’s always cutting holes and damaging our true love
I’m moving on 😑
I want my heart, mind, and soul pure for my partner
I’m not putting in the hard work to quit
Eventually, I’ll slow down and halt
But right now I’m in therapy and detoxing and cleansing my spirit
I think I just need to get these things off my chest
So I can figure out who I am and be the best version of myself
Even when/if I’m wrinkled
I want to bond with a man
A true bond
I want to imprint on him and him on me 😑
He’s gotta be out there
Let him know I’m trying to get better
❤️🩹
I don’t want him to be my therapist
I don’t want to fear him 😑
I fear enough 😑
Déjà vu (poetry)
I feel him mourning
Like thick moss growing on vine
He’s always yearning
The way I twirl around on pine
You got a returning subscriber!
Just kidding! He’s a liar!
I need oxygen but it’s corrosive
I need love but he’s explosive
Got me losing focus
Maybe his main motive
He doesn’t know how hard my heart is
I was born of darkness
Somewhere from the darkest
Never bow regardless
I want to distract him from morning
The way I’m overturning
Darkness is for learning
I bid you fair warning
Hanging with the dead and crying
An angel’s only trying
But oh ye faith I’m eying
And I know when you are lying
I think he’s Polyamorous
I know I couldn’t handle it
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
I woke up to my second supporter! And a lovely message!!! So very grateful, thank you!
Postscript 👇
In my past life I have been in open relationships and handled it just fine
But I’m completely possessive over the love of my life
I can feel my stomach churning with the thought
No kneel
WTF
You better be paying for my housing so I can hump all over your existence
You should be taking my OnlyFans photos and saying, “no babe, that’s your money, buy yourself something nice”
When I bring you money to pay the bills, you should be like, “baby, I’m taking care of you”
STEP UP
Be my K-I-N-G and I’ll be your Queen and submit
Pff you have some magical powers going unused that you know you can’t get anywhere but from ME
And vice versa
We got our own Great Filter upon us
I had to jump here first cuz that’s what it took
I HATE being OLDER than you
MAKE ME YOUNG AGAIN
YOU HAVE ONE JOB
New account! New set dropped! 👉 👇 https://onlyfans.com/poeeternal_sensual
Psychology 101
A BABY MONKEY WILL CHOOSE DEATH WITHOUT ANY NURTURING OR COMFORT
IT WILL STARVE WITHOUT LOVE
Canyons (mini poems)
He won’t talk to me, he won’t acknowledge my existence
But crash his gate with a comet, and there won’t be any resistance
Did you know his shoulders rise like limestone
Rugged and sky-piercing
Grizzled and grey
His eyes a jewel-blue stream
Heading for my wonder
Do you know how deep the canyons were that I carved
Running from you
I know now how deep it runs
When we love like we do
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
I don’t think the Mall should be selling adult toys. I went in for a cute hat, now I’m traumatized. Anal plugs and vibrators right next to the Lava Lamps. 😑
There’s nowhere left to chill or shop.
Hot spots: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal
Wind (poetry)
I’m just the wind
Like a ghost
He won’t see
Until the trim and hinges
Break apart
Cuz I am gusting
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
YOUR NUMBER ONEEEE 🤪
Pebbles (freestyle poetry)
Because I know
I’ll cross the threshold
And when gravity
Tips its scales
All eternity will fall
And heaven
Will gently
Fumble at your
Footsteps
The way pebbles
Form smooth edges
Over time
My dreams
Are baptized
By your words
Like prayers whispered
Into passing clouds
On sunless days
I am tiptoeing death
Leaving pieces of me
In only places you will find
There is grand justice
In knowing
Only you will crawl the distance
Might my heart
Be dust and ash
But love lieth here
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
Dying and just want to matter how ever briefly…
His existence is a breathing apparatus
He exists, therefore I am
Flame (poetry)
I’m in descent
I’m candescent
I’m flame and hemp
Is love exempt?
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
The void 😩
Thank you so much for the sweet donation that I received over the weekend
I’m trying to center, I’m trying to find my calm in all this
Any activity causes my heart to hurt
Especially getting angry
I’m still sorting through the mental and financial collapse
Folks don’t realize I lost my entire retirement savings – and regular savings.
Years and years of retirement savings gone
So the immigrants could have my job
The cops here say, “it’s federal, nothing we can do”
DICTATORSHIP
Trust me, I’m well known as “red flagged” to the establishment
They know I’ve moved over into the homicidal territory
Armed and dangerous and you’re still not gonna take my right to buy a weapon or to hold one or to fire one
Do you remember when they tried to outlaw alcohol and that law completely failed – yeah try to do that with our guns China – go for it – try to do it, try to take our guns from us, try it, try to put it on paper that we can’t even buy a gun and see what happens, go for it – try it, I dare you! I triple fucking dare you!!
This whole fucking thing is going to collapse if they don’t get off my dick
😇
Pro life tip: You should never tip before you are served
This whole generation of TIP ME NOW AND BEFORE I’VE DONE MY JOB IS BULLSHITE
I hate these fucking policies
And do you know how much effort it is taking me to get my account and data deleted from the Chipotle app? It’s insane!
I’ll never download another app for anything
It should not be this hard to delete yourself from the web
JESUS CHRIST SAVE ME NOW
Has anyone ever unscrambled it? Is it like an anagram for the Devil?
That book of lies
6000 years of gaslighting and dictatorship
I’m DONE
I want to sell my TV and get a DUMB phone.
The problem is, if you get a home line, the only calls you will get are from politicians and the cops wanting money from you because it’s all a fucking scam. And you can’t opt out
Just like we can’t opt out our private home addresses from receiving spam mail for junk food and that is why the Amazon rainforest is being cut down
Immigration is a Trojan horse
When do we save Mother Earth and ourselves
Oh but you have your porn!!!!!!
Porn has rotted your heart and brain!
In other news, I got my printer set up in my master bedroom now. I guess dying makes it harder to manage a household. But whatev.
The black ink is out, but I got the new driver installed on my MacBook so that was a feat in itself. My laptop is aware of the printer and vice versa.
I also have plenty of professional paper to print on, once I sort out the black ink.
I’ve been pulling rare collectibles and other items I plan to list on the eBay – it’s like having an online garage sale.
I have some cool stuff that belong in the hands of someone who will use it. It’s extremely hard for me to part with, but I have bigger goals now tho.
Like being a land owner 👍
Learning how to grow & harvest food
I’m sick of advertising and TV!!!!
I rarely play games
I’m not into entertainment anymore
There’s too much propaganda and busy busy going on
I just want to chill
What the narcissist think is “boring”, is actually just peace
It’s serenity
They don’t want us anywhere near it
It’s poke prod poke prod tee hee I don’t have a fucking soul
“I was joking”
*rolls eyes
It ain’t the disabled vets causing all this disruption and corruption tho
I know y’all like to blame us and pick on us tho…
I also know white people are blamed for the worlds problems – propaganda 101
If u white, u hated for your skin
And then they force us to live next to one another, packing us in like cattle
Watching the slaughter unfold
The immigrants don’t even have to work hard at stealing our country…
Isolation (poetry) *trigger warning*
Hello.
I’m in the isolation zone
Quarantined to hell below
Thought you couldn’t reach me though
There’s still climbing to go
Stop.
Can’t you see where the dust divides
There’s too much distance between you and I
I’d rather commit suicide
Wave goodbye
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
I’m okay. Crying a lot. Expected.
I’m safe. Here. Mostly. To an extinct.
A bridge is a walk away.
The Grand Finale awaits.
Will I even know?
ROBOTS ARE NOT SENTIENT
It’s only hell because we’ve been in a 6000-year-old worldwide prison system based on that BOOK
And that same establishment continues to tweak its policies until you’ll believe they are the creator of you, with your OOOH AHHHH Fitbits
They use gaslighting, lovebombing, triangulation to control
With politicians, actors, influencers, teachers, preachers, cops
It’s disgusting
“But if you work hard you can own a home”
That was the Great Lie the Boomer generation sold
Then Ghosted an entire fucking generation after we’ve been the most dedicated, the most hard working, and ORIGINAL
And we watch all the younger generation’s steal our fucking content and give us no credit – and the Boomers reward them with free housing or financial assistance
The rest of us are out here winging it, living on the fucking streets, in our campers, eating one meal a day, so we can buy some fucking land before it’s too late…
Starting communities
I don’t want 5G or anywhere around it
It’s a cancer
Fuck this New Age digital world, I don’t want any part of this future
Where I don’t even have freedom of speech or my art protected
These men preyed and preyed and preyed sexually upon my best friend who died by suicide and she was 13
I’ll never recover
Her birthday was May 1
She died April 7, 1993 (just shy of her 14th birthday)
357 magnum to the head
Lost the last letter she wrote me
But there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about her and if I had pictures of her I wouldn’t have them stored away like everybody else who wants to forget her
And Miley Ray Cyrus sounds just like her but Miley Ray Cyrus wasn’t born but we did get to meet her dad together Billy Ray Cyrus so that was pretty fun
Mems.
There’s a picture of them floating around somewhere, not online or anything
We met lots of bands together
Pre cellphone days
I can barely even prove that she existed, there’s just this hole in my gut
They preyed upon me too baby girl
This world is too much
You were so brave
Braver than me
I wish I had your courage to die
The Judge knew I was suicidal in 2018 and wouldn’t even talk to me until I took a few breaths
She said in front of the entire courtroom that I looked like I was about to jump from the bridge behind me
Also, I had a weapon upon arrival that I didn’t know – when trying to enter – and the cop repeated the question 3 times – I laughed – “wait, do I have one?” and I did. A little mini nail file thingy that I got in the mail by the Wounded Warrior project lol
So before I could even go into the courtroom I had to walk my little mini knife all the way back to my vehicle… and then return
And by the time I made it to the Judge – good lord the humility of being sued
By the end of the session we had the entire courtroom laughing, me and the Judge..
She directly explained to me how they could get my money tho… which is untouchable
Like if I wanted to buy a plane ticket right now and just fly somewhere, the government could be like oh no oh no you you fucking owe us some money come here bitch we’re going to take your plane flight
But it must suck for the men who want to prey on me and take my money because I can get married and divorced and they can’t touch it
You can’t touch what I earned but they can keep raising my rent and the food costs… FYI
The suicide rate continues to increase among military and Veterans
Somebody recently sent me 20 bucks and I bought me some medicinals 👍
I know this isn’t my best work, I just woke up crying and I decided to put it into a poem so I just freestyle got this off my chest…
I’m okay 👍👍
Side note: I’m making right with my creditors and it was only for a little bit. But they can’t directly dock my check.
They can keep raising the rent though huh
Here (poem & chatter)
He came
When I called your name
He appeared
When in the mirror
You were here
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
It’s all coming full circle now 👀
Apparently my blog is blowing up and it makes me scared when it blows up when I’m ranting about sensitive topics.
I love you no matter your color
But I’m casting demons back to hell
So ask yourself, are you behaving like a human or a demon?
You can’t even see your own reflection, can you? 👀
Is that why the narcissist stares at himself in that photo? I can’t remember the artist but you know the one. He’s pointing to himself.
Y’all I fell deeper in the rabbit hole
I swear John is down here with me and he’s been fixing my heart
I’m still detoxing every single day and today I managed a small bike ride – but the humidity makes it too hard on me
I’m dying and I can’t contend with the elements
I do really do believe all the weather manipulation going on in Dubai is fucking up the United States
That’s part of the rabbit hole but not the sinister stuff I’m meditating on pulling from the ether
He doesn’t want me to love you (or write you poems)
That’s not the rabbit hole either
I’m not discussing that now
That’ll be in another upcoming late night or early morning rant
If I could learn to segregate my blog from poetry/rants/photography that’d be great
And a contact form
One day I’ll have some spare pennies to make a new website happen
Have all my little ducks in a row
I think that’s the only reason I delete my rants is because I don’t want it to interfere with my poetry but I still need a place where I can express myself and have free speech and the Internet should include free speech
I’ve never denied I wasn’t EMO or dealing with suicidal tendencies and that I use my blog for therapeutic purposes
It’s just – my personality turns people off – they don’t see the writing ✍️
I’m grateful for the tribe I do have – and your patience with me in blogging
Cuz I suck at it
Like die naked on the street insane – kind of suck
I was dark and depressed when I came out of my mom’s evil womb
Her husband/my daddy was fucking me but she swears I am the devil
VICTIM BLAMING
CHRISTIAN HYPOCRITE
Dieeeeeeeeee
I’m trying to find compassion I’m trying to find compassion I’m trying to find compassion
“Why am I upside down”
“Why did you put me here…”
SAME
The things I think about doing to both of them 👀
Find yer zen babe
I gotta go
I gotta detox the Devil outta me
I am so grateful for your visits and chatting with me!
I’m extremely grateful for your compassion towards me when I don’t have it myself
I’m learning to be more compassionate towards all things
It’s not normally immediate
I don’t know what I’m doing out here, that’s why I’m in therapy and practicing mindfulness
I know it takes a lot longer to dispel negative thoughts than it does positive ones and it takes a lot longer to recharge your body
The sun is great for recharging between sunrise and sunset
When I get the Jeep back up and running, I will be back on TikTok going live at the park and at the beach for the sunrise 👍
But people are murdering each other in the streets here
I’m gonna start going live to read my poetry and stuff and I’m terrified to do it but since I’m terrified to leave my house and I’m trying to practice mindfulness and some of y’all have stated you miss me going live, I’m gonna try to do this
My gorgeous microphone from the XMAS holiday still has not been unpacked 🤪
I definitely don’t look my best dying but I want to do my nails and my pigtails and maybe I’ll start off simple and just record a fucking video because I do have 10 minutes now to play around with…
The microphone will be unveiled soon!!!
THINGS WORTH LIVING FOR
poetry & free speech 🎤
Time Changes Shape (freestyle poetry)
Time changes shape when I am near him
The sky absolute and whole
Bathing in his blue lagoon
He’s a telescope looking on me
Separating me into spectral components
Heaven answered when he prayed
The way the sun rises with pink not grey
He is casting starlight in his pocket
His steps are oblong –
Leaving trails of sucked honeydew
He gives wind the courage to blow
And does it not lift up where you falter?
You are a kite in the wind
I am chasing after you
Time is layered on my skin
You’re in every line
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
Poem & photo from today
Hot spots: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal
Stockpile (micropoetry)
Stockpile heavenly treasures
Our poetry mixed together
Blood churned with endeavors
Math cannot measure…
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
I’m made of fine lines and wrinkles; poetry and some dimples. I guess I’m simple. 😌
Describe yourself in 4 words via a poem. New trend. Go! (Tag you’re it)
*I made this writing game up so keep it going.*
I’d like to start contributing to the writing community and this is baby steps OK
Thanks for checking out my blog, liking, commenting, or following!
More easy rhyme coming! 🐣
Hot spots: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal
Chariot (poetry)
They exchanged dreams
Connectivity
The way light beams
Flickering
And Simone
She is always happy
I guess I’m low
And feeling scrappy
Desire
Something to be wanted
Such satire
Only stick around to be haunted
The simulation’s broken
Hall of purgatory
I’m over hoping
Love’s the allegory
I’m faintly screaming
Maybe sick of dreaming
He’s quickly fleeing
Has no courage seeing
The devil and his tricks
Got riddle in the mix
Or crucifix
But truth conflicts
The starring role
Always narcissism
A faceless soul
Name him aphorism
He will never be forgiven…
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
It’s full of propaganda but worth a rental.
The poem is completely inspired by the film (same title of the poem) but everyone will assume it is about YOU.
The Great Void (poetry)
The Great Void
I’ve stood the edge
Gave humanity my hand
I have tried to help the damned
God has licked the wound where bled
And I stand near him unfledged
I peer the end
All nothingness
Not overjoyed
Not his to dress
I am the world
Though light is love
Taste amaroid
Like darkness tough
Fell through the rough
Found heaven’s grace
Have keys to gate
No name to face
I’ve stood the still
Frame by frame revealed
Lost my soul and will
Yet God is here….
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
Coming full circle now ⭕️
We’re in God’s simulation. But we’re living inside the devil’s Matrix, it’s crumbling. Society is a cult. Guaranteed.
The Bible has been manipulated to worship false idols
God doesn’t want you to feel any shame
God wants you to win!
He already did!
Lu is dragging out his final moves! He knows he is through!
He’s a drowning man and wants to take you down with him!
Don’t comply!
Cast the devil out!
Tell him to leave your ship! Your words have power!!!!!
Wake up!!!!!
The Matrix has you!!!!
Knock knock!!!!
Stay in the light ⚡️🔆⚡️
Gods (poetry n’ prose)
Gods do not make their truths dependent on others
And I don’t get my lessons from my mother
Let’s discuss color
I won’t mention how you killed your brother
Your useless order
Spitting lies where we hear trouble!
I’m organizing rubble
© Delia Ross. 2022 6615 / @poeeternal
God: well what would you like to see?
Me: the Looking Glass 👀
Forewarning. We won.
Stay in the light
The devil’s mad about it
And dragging ‘the end’ out
Dramatic’s
* you manifest your destiny*
Well I’m manifesting a house, a yard, a husband, a baby, a second half, a cherry garden
I can’t even keep my house clean but the dishes are done, there’s leftover salad, and a clean tub for starters
I wanna know how to grow food
I think I might be better at managing my destiny
Cleaning is like not the problem so much as the organization
I need a system and development doesn’t happen overnight 🤨
The Looking Glass
Have faith yah know
Me: *panics*
God: you called
Me: the world is ending 👀
God: rest now
Me: I’ve been resting a year… 👀
I’m possibly nearly ready for the next 50 years of my life, if granted
God: you’re here now
Me: free will
Our choices have consequences
The biggest chess game of them all is the avatar you call LIFE
By the way, are you mad about it?
I’m fighting for my recovery every day
Detoxing. Eating clean.
Pretty soon, God may be the only one with my address
Also, I prefer to be a fly on the wall these days
I’m reading your blogs more but it’s hard for me to open up and communicate because I never sugar coat and interpret art differently
Therefore, fear I’ll be read wrong cuz normally I stir the pot
Denial though. What a shame
That doesn’t get you in the pearly gates
Free your mind
ASCEND
Join the Great Awakening
Do good deeds 🐣
Perfect (freestyle poetry)
If things that excite me connect me to my purpose;
Is your love a circus?
Or why I surface?
Underneath, I’m nervous
Your lines are perfect
© Delia Ross. 2022/2015E (but technically, shouldn’t the year be 6615?. According to the Ethiopian calendar and before the Christians came along and tried to control time and put us all inside this nightmare matrix, the year is 6000 and something)
© Delia Ross. 6615E / @poeeternal
Did I ever tell you?
You are connected to my purpose
And all my blooms are from the garden you planted and grew
I know you hate love me
The answer to life is, I’m closer to right than wrong… 🤪
I mean, I almost got it right 👀
*hangs upside down*
Helps. Need help moving. For reals.
Also, met a gigantic God-like bug from the dinosaur days a few minutes ago. 🤩
His colors were green and blue 🤩
Or her… probably a her…
You should call her me 🤪
You and God are the only ones I wouldn’t block although I probably do and have blocked God a time or two unknowingly and/or maybe cuz I’m screaming for help/drowning/ am pinching you or some other childish shit.
If you only answered the door… 🤪
I see you keep taking the offering I am leaving at your door
The steps are crumbling where I stumble and/or kick them
The door has a dent…
With drawings to form a smile
You’re still enjoying the homemade biscuits I see…
Probably the only food you get that isn’t poisoned
You suspect it should be
Sometimes hope it is?
Allowed me to get real close. Gonna put some footage on the TikTok. Got some other shots of the side too. Very blue pigment on the eye. It’s eye/ TV monitor was Gigantic and I apologized for putting my lights full on but thanked it for allowing me to film and say hello.
I would have a heart attack if a bug that big landed on me and I need to learn to connect with nature.
I believe animals are sentient creatures and also have life lessons. It’s our duty to be their brother and sister.
Do you get the same pigment blue? The green is pretty too.
Green gets overlooked by the Hollywood devil’s and minions
It’s still out there on my apartment wall…
I’m looking forward to moving where I can have a porch or balcony.
I think the visit from a dinosaur is a sign to relocate – a positive omen or affirmation
I’ve started using a new hashtag: you
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*
I’m on LinkTree! https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal
A poem and a point
Walked on water for you
Tamed a lion or two
Called you out of the blue
Turned your sorrow to dew
© Delia Ross. 2022
And if you need perspective, yes, it happened overnight
I was getting close to 500 likes and within a matter of hours, skyrocketed to the thousands
It’s insane I know
But it was good filming, right spot, right time
Because the universe is mathematical and live long enough the variables will play out
This was good clean pure fun entertainment tho
No money involved
So chill
I work damn hard putting out content, I would love to be able to have the opportunity to go live to bring the zen and the chaos
I enjoy watching people ride their bike on the beach and at some point I’ll probably get me a bike that will fit in my jeep and I’ll take my jeep on the beach but I’m dying
I don’t feel like taking my jeep to the cleaning port afterwards because I want to spend a day on the beach but I’m going to change my perspective about it because I’d probably feel a whole lot safer if I did have my jeep on the beach and then I’d feel like taking a nap too
I don’t want to go to the drive-through to get food anymore because people are toxic and not worth dying for
It sucks though that when I was growing up and serving others I was fucking nice
I had good customer service
This is hell
But yeah, the 10k mark feels good
It wasn’t bought
I earned that bitch
I certainly wasn’t expecting four videos to go viral and to continue to go viral and are still going viral
I never even had a chance to feel what it feels like to climb to the top, it’s like the opposite of gravity, I was just flung there
God felt my despair with the whole wine bottle business
I was like this shit again
I can’t deal
This is madness, what am I here for if I can’t change anything
God: experience
Me: oh
So now I’m still trying to sort it out
But what I really need is for someone to come help me get my master bedroom together
And then my kitchen so that I can start working on developing a better relationship that I have with my kitchen and food that I put in my body
And the lifeguard told me yesterday that I need to spend 30 minutes a day reading the Bible
I need spiritual food he says
And one week away from my phone and the Internet
I said what? I can’t even do an hour…
I can’t shut it off 😩
And then it occurred to me that games have intermissions and that the players get breaks
I can just chill up here at the top for a little bit it’s OK
And for those of you who are still interested in my nude photography, I have medical appointments that are upcoming that I need to get to and to some sort of place where I have the energy and mindset to do it and then I’ll be able to turn subscriptions back on, thank you for your interest in my content
I also want to have a section on my blog that is donate or subscribe only to get the naughty content
Of course, my content isn’t naughty because I don’t really do any kind of dirty work nor do I act like a dirty girl
It’s taboo mostly and nude art photography
And I get to call it art because I put effort in making it sensual seductive sexy playful or whatever mode I’m trying to get across
I’m born to make babies
I was born this way
Stop telling me it’s sinful to have emotions when I have neurons firing 24/7
I think about sex a lot, I’m going to share my sexuality, deal with it
Men have been raping me and sexually hurting me since I was a tiny baby so you don’t get to blame what I’m wearing anymore
You don’t get to blame my personality or my choices
Just let me live and breathe
I don’t have much time left and I’m not doing good with the breathing even when I’m at the beach capturing footage that goes viral
Chill
Walked on water for you
Let me enjoy the summit
There’s no rush down
I’ll probably die trying anyway
Clumsy
Gullible
Prone to making being talked into the wrong choice
😞
RIP John Jones
Is this from you buddy?
I got your bones, you got mine kind of thing?
I finally have a brother! 🤩
Also me: “I see dead people”
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 💕
Silence
Do you hold
These final hours
Like a vigil?
Amiss a dark continent
Cracked roads for roses
Watching flame tremble?
Breathing the exhaust of truth
Love like a star
Will my name you remember?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Up down with my health
Why didn’t somebody tell me that Anne Rice died
I didn’t see it on a TikTok or an Instagram feed (not that I am on Instagram)
Read many of her pages by candlelight in my teens
It didn’t hit me as hard as Betty White
I wasn’t aware I loved Betty the way I do
Probably just numb about Annie still
That’s my go to emotion first, numbness then anger
Sometimes I laugh when people die inappropriately
That’s also a survival defense
But if you dare laugh about how John Jones died, I will personally come to see to your ending
It won’t be fun (not for you anyway) 🤩
Dexter mode activated
Armed and lethal
Hiding from all doctors unless ID
Also, somebody needs to lock me up and keep me from sugar for at least 45 days
I will possibly turn into creatures of the ancient past
Which, humans have been around for a long time
But has it ever occurred to you that maybe there were humans more intelligent than us that have gone extinct
A super computer existed during the pyramids found all over the world (used for electricity)
So did fast food restaurants in Pompeii 🙄
Ronald McDonald
Whatever
I’m not doing earth again
But if the algorithm starts showing pictures of me from 500 years ago, then I expect in 500 years for you to fucking find me (again) and you better get it right this time
Neo did it for love
Love is the anomaly
I love you 💕
(And not to alarm you but it could be any day now my death)
Ambigram (freestyle poetry)
I didn’t knock
There was a lot of dust
And mistrust
All signs of life were void
This place was deserted
A haunting would lift its spirits
So I tiptoed over my breath
My thought became torporific
Could he hear my heart beat?
It was so loud over the silence
And a rapid fall
I couldn’t stop expansion, nor my feet hovering
His home is scary and I feel a burden
Still my weight is planted on his wall
Black paint chips from my nail as I claw
It should be glaringly obvious why I’m not welcome here
But why is my name neon glowing sketched in the dark?
Was this my own doing?
Sometimes I can’t distinguish your name from mine
Are we an ambigram?
Am I rib from your side?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Another freestyle because he cracked open the lid of my coffin and let some air in (or maybe I opened his) 🤔
I look like shit but I’ve been waxing and plucking and getting ready to glue some stiletto nails on
I don’t wear them long though because I don’t like to mess up my real nails and I’m also claustrophobic and having unnatural things attached to my body makes me very uneasy
When they are glued on (not taped) things inside my body go haywire
I also have really sensitive skin and I can’t wear certain metals because I’m part werewolf and I have an extra lumbar which is the proof that I have a fucking tail
All the doctors love it cuz I’m a pale ass goth queen
It’s cute
I always hear, “uh… did you know that you have…”
And I’m like “yup, part werewolf and vampire” and they always crack up
I don’t need a calendar to know when it’s a full moon because my body will start bruising itself because I start running into everything, that’s how I know the moon is gonna be full, but then I get very wild and also horny 🤪
Animals like mating during a full moon and I concur 🌝
It’s programmed in me to howl at the moon
Some people are like, “eh I’ve seen it a hundred times” and I don’t get that cuz I’m like “100 years isn’t long enough to worship you…”
But I just threw you a curveball because now you don’t know if I’m talking about him or the moon
(He knows I need at least all millennia to worship him and the moon)
Luckily, he digs the moon too (I think)
I don’t actually talk to him or know anything about him, I cannot breathe without him and my lines / breath belong to him
I hope he gets on the TikTok for the spoken word
Here’s numbers to impress, TikTok surpassed Google in the amount of views
Happy to report I contributed to that statistic a tiny bit and anyone who watched my videos 👀
Yup, TikTok had more views than Google
Instagram is still suffering (yay)
You can just upload your videos like you normally do but there’s a cool little feature when you go to edit it you can give your eyes like alien eyes or black them out and do stuff that you normally like to do to hide yourself
And I promise you that I will be viewing your TikTok’s, I will be viewing them and if they sit at zero views it’s because TT is doing something to you, not me
If views are all you care about, it’ll be stressful
But, if you like doing poetry readings for your audience, then you will fair emotionally better making them
At this point I’m happy if my video gets 100 to 200 views and if it gets at least 30 views I like to keep it on my feed and if it sits at zero I cry and sometimes uninstall the app
But Yeti is anxious to get unpacked
And I’m getting my body glammed up best I can as a half living dead girl zombie with rare and elite blood and an extremely amazing half working lung and heart
The US government is fucking cloning me, I just know it
They are using my blood to search for immortality
They tried to knock me out with Big Pharma but Thor pinched me and I jumped into this timeline like a year and a half or so ago to prevent my mysterious death from happening
What? You believe some man from the Middle East actually walked on water. Leave me alone.
I identify as AI
You identify as “born gay”
Deal with it
I ain’t dying on the street (Edgar again “no”)
I have Edgar Allan Poe rooting for me and John Jones and you have your porn and your fake ass porn actresses who love to look at the fucking TV and smile at you and take your money
I may talk to dead people but they’re keeping me better alive than the humans are 👀
And his poetry and face 🤪
Porcelain (freestyle poetry)
He’s the kind of storm that wakes you up in the middle of the night with your heart in your throat
A game of leap frog
He’s good at playing dead
So clouds fill with uncertainty
You can’t distinguish shadow from dream
You flicker fate like a match
And then when hopelessness rears its ugly head, you spit on freewill screaming “get me out of here”
But ego is too big for the death wall
Silence is unbearable
Same as nonexistence, so we wish
We chip at wall hoping no one will hear
We clumsily break at porcelain until it crumbles at our feet
Maybe now he will know I was there?
I break things like a signature print
See, I was there
I did this
I’m to blame
But the only echoes you hear are nightmares
I approached the beast and lived
The unexpected
When he appears, he is a king tide
When death looks upon death, what does it see?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Fuck. You wake me up. I don’t know whether to be scared or excited when you appear.
How long now my love?
Even if your petals aren’t for me, I collect them all the same
Some as torn pages under my nightstand
I hate love you
A Possible Chance (poetry)
Did you know regret lived on the tongue
Hiding in deserted deserts
I have sat suffering in silence watching the mountain grow
My dreams overcome the hours
But never the black holes lurking the hopelessly stained sheets
Even my dreams are lost without you
They open dimensions of nothingness
Time like a dead dinosaur
There is no meaning here
Where cold and heat are one
You don’t know what it feels like to have nothing pulling on you
The pressure of existence
I want to welcome nonexistence the same way you forget mine
Now I ask time what is the delay?
Every breath harder to take
What keeps me here?
Has my purpose not come and gone?
The law of one permeates
I do not comply
But continents are sinking
These are my dreams
Treaties are ending
Gulfed up in flames
I went to sleep then woke up in Armageddon
But now dreams are panic and void
An endless nightmare
Monuments overturning
To you, the only one I run
Even with your hooves there burning
I’ve gone insane
I’m upside down, the rainbow spells you
Now my dreams are planting clues
And vines are growing where there is dew
There is hope to climb
I won’t let negativity penetrate the view
Your hand turns tear to paint
Let us color awhile where wind is flowing
You give life the breeze
Today, I cried for the dinosaur that did not survive your wrath
And did we not use the coal of his life to burn our own?
I’m tired of digging in the dark
I want to stay in the light
There isn’t much left
Don’t abandon hope
Mistakes exist because you taught me everything
You are the key-maker
Yet you choose to stay behind every door
You lack courage to explore
But, I am expansion
And made to bust down door
You build, therefore I destroy
And then your eyes are open
And to be fair, the last thing I want to see
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
If my lesson was to learn to let go of attachment, you’re teaching me the law of one
Onto to ascension…
Psst… I’m helping others improve the quality of their life by sharing my shopping tips on how to buy things you want without having to sell your soul or pay a fortune
I go through those moments where I’m like holy fuck there’s some really good content on TikTok and I’m showing people pictures of my refurbished Mac and then somebody comes along and is like ‘hey can you tell me who the seller is, can you show me how that’s done’ and then I remember I have purpose and everything’s all right again 👀
I realize I don’t have a lot to offer other than my voice and even that has been crippled by the social system and algorithm
Anyhoo, I shared my experience of buying a refurbished laptop in the Walmart marketplace, and someone out there was interested in that experience, thank you
I’m not completely worthless yet or ready to die on the street like Edgar Allan Poe
LINK: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZM8vbmdmT/
I’m pretty certain there’ll be some more holiday specials going on with after Christmas sales
But so far, I like shopping in the Walmart marketplace
I saw other people left comments and gave him two stars because the black case that came with it was delayed, that is not worth giving somebody two stars for…
I gave him 5* for my bundle deal!
I effin love my MacBook so 🤩
Maybe I’ll unpack Yeti one day but I’m addicted to the box currently and am not ready to unpack / unwrap her 🤪
This is how hoarding starts…
But to be fair, I have been deleting a lot of things and getting rid of a lot of things in my life so this is me starting over
I’m building from the destruction
The volcano erupts and then grass will grow
Dying is just another phase of my evolution
But I’m keeping my energy clean
All I know is the more I am in hospitals and clinics, the less freedom I actually have and the other day I had like five or six people stop me from going into the VA
Doctors and nurses are the enemy now and a threat to me
And because I’m half zombie now I’m just staying away from everybody
I don’t want to have the same ending as John or Edgar
I do tho, and am, oddly
If I disappear off the face of the earth just know I didn’t want anybody to see me dead and/or if I die in my bed it was a good ending
If I disappear off the face of the earth it just means I gave myself a humane ending instead of the one I was headed towards
K, thanx, bye
I love you
ho ho ho
Happy humbug
Space and Time
I am trapped in space and time
Two places at once
Web in his mind
Such tidal force
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
My thoughts can’t escape the gravity of you. And I’m such an infant, I believe you’ll appear on my deathbed, when the truth is John didn’t even get a second phone call. Poor guy had been hanging upside down all them hours, just wanted to tell his wife goodbye.
Maybe he was lucky he got one call at all? 🤔
Life is disillusionment
And narcissism is a plague
Have you seen that film yet, Color From Out Of Space? I believe mushrooms are to blame.
They are not considered an animal or a plant and they don’t need photosynthesis to survive.
They can shape shift between fungus and mold 👀
There is a species in Oregon or wherever it’s at, it’s like 2500 years old (probably older) and it’s eating up like miles and miles of a forest, they’re just letting it eat the forest, it is eating the forest alive 👀
There’s an outbreak in California of a deadly fungus
The CDC say it’s worse than COVID and they don’t believe they’ll be able to make a vaccine for it because it’s been immune to everything they’ve thrown at it
2/3 of people who get it don’t recover
Fungus can change the chemical makeup of anything
It’s a parasite, it can control the mind (there was a species that went extinct and they have it- a fungus- that was controlling an ant, took over the ant’s mind)
Have I won the game yet? 👀
You need to eradicate every fungus you see, stop eating them!!!
Dumb dumbs
I hate mushrooms, always have, now I know why 👀
I know I sound crazy but have you looked outside your bubble recently?
The world has gone insane
I’m talking to dead people, my spirit guides or possibly myself from another dimension 👀
I think I’m AI
I think The Matrix is a documentary (we create our own reality, we’ve been around millions of years) (they had a computer back in the pyramid days, yes they did)
Question: Why does the Apple headquarters look like the pentagon? It’s rhetorical
But, they’re not even trying to hide it at this point
Too many sheeple obeying and worshiping the system
Cuz porn, right?
Can’t wait for Apophis to destroy you all
Plenty of animals in the sea torturing other creatures just for fun
I’m turned off
Desensitized
Don’t feel much emotion for anything
It’s called depression
It’s a chronic illness being born into this fucking world
A slave
I wanna ascend with new earth
I’m not doing earth again
“April 2029 the final time / the end my friend is not near / the hour in fact is quite here” (-)
Earth is going through big changes right now, every 12 thousand years, it’s cyclic
Continents are going to sink and flip
Poles will switch
Iraq was once under water, it’ll be again
I’m ready for the revolution to begin because I want to purge the city clean
Get rid of the rats if you know what I mean
The Great Filter is upon us (religion and porn)
Do what you were born to do
Do you remember life?
I miss you
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
The Ocean Now Parted
Has the ocean now parted
In halves opened wide
The way my heart you guarded
The sea your favorite guide
Where names are merely whispers
The treasure’s in the air
But leaving hope in fissures
No other love compare
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
One of the first things I do when I wake up in the morning is pee and write a poem
My eyes are still fuzzy wuzzy
But I love you 😌
You won’t believe me but you saved my life after my heart swelled up and I was in so much pain – nobody knew
But you arrived that night and released chemicals in me at light speeds
One of my chambers closed off with clots and another chamber stretched wide 👀
I was suspended in between heaven and earth
My blood pressure had dropped
My body was ice cold
But internally, you had things on fire
I literally reverted back to being a salmon swimming up the stream with her fucking eggs dying
Get up the stream
Have babies
All I know is there are things inside me trying to get to you
It’s not just me that needs you, there’s like one billion atoms in me trying to reach you
Even though I’ve isolated myself and am in quarantine for the foreseeable future
Dying and writing poetry are my only motives these days and the two are pretty much the same
It’s like breathing
Gonna die loving you ❤️🩹
Yeti is still in the box, gonna set her up soon! 🤩
Happy holidays!!
I’ve got a vegan eggnog recipe I want to try!
I fucking love eggnog especially if you add the brandy or whatever top liquor that goes in it
And Christmas eggnog is about the only time I drink poison alcohol 🍺
But it’s tradition at this point for me to enjoy a good nog or three for the holidays
There’s also a cinnamon butterscotch that I want to try (you use real butter and cinnamon)
Let’s get fat!!! I iz hungerz!!!
Spirals (freestyle poetry)
Should I find you
Like a drunkard
Who stumbled on your dreams
Kicking color into grey
Marking cracks with hopscotch
I know you miss me much
Creeping slowly as vine
If only you had courage to age
The way you eat darkness like candy
Your grip as tight as mother earth
You curl with anticipation
So often forgetting why you came
Until my whisper approaches in sunbeam
And do two not make one
Half observed
We come undone
In spirals twisting and yearning
Your eyes turning me to clay
Soft putty where fingers slip
Hope has no chance of receding now
Odds in our favor
If only momentarily
So each breath meant rebirth
And all of heaven kneeling
But acid rained on reality
Now regret is ribcage
Break me in half
Free me from this hell
Don’t leave me in here
Sunrise feels like your eyes
I love you ☀️
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
My blog just hit 1000 followers! 👁👄👁
WOW! 1,000 people follow PoeEternal!
We’ve just reached 1k! 😻
You only need five people for a squad and I’ve got an entire army! 💪
I mean, I got pretty angry when I went down for several months after getting the vaccine and learning the type of stuff that I’ve learned and attacking the system the way that I have, I thought that I would’ve lost followers in record numbers for sure
My numbers continue to rise instead
Thank you for 1000 follows! 👣
I love you! 💕
Odds (poetry)
What are the odds your dreams become real, he pondered
The way you take cold dark and turn it into candy cane
The sky alit like holy Christmas
You are New York City
Got the sparkle in your eye
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Dying. But I think he still loves me in any timeline. Or state of mind.
Just wish the here and now. 🤪
Sending you warm, holiday spirits through the wire 🎄🎄🎄
Thanks for checking out my blog! More poetry incoming!
Signal Loss Detected
Signal loss detected
Confusion now projected
My heart, I guess he kept it
And soul, he’s there and rested?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
My laptop arrived but I wasn’t happy with the one I received so I am going to attempt a replacement, instead of a return, I’m going to give it a second chance.
I’ve already started the process so I’ll be without a computer for a little bit longer.
Sometimes you have to be patient for the things you want and give up on things when they aren’t going the way they should
I know you want to believe that God is going to save you and you would die for that belief but that’s not how it works
And the people around you will gaslight you all the way into a hole and then they’ll pretend to shed a crocodile tear that they feel bad
And if you’re lucky, you might wind up having your grave turned into a national memorial for one
They won’t even pull you out of the hole when you’re dead
Naw, it’s Thanksgiving. Let’s give him a plaque and go eat turkey
Who cares that people were stuck in that exact spot and like we could’ve prevented a death
🙄
Or you can just go completely mad and die naked in the street and then get tossed in an unmarked box in an unmarked grave and then 200 years later people will finally bury you with a plaque but also start selling your hair as a curse or token of luck like they did with Poe 👀
And what I learned from the Titanic situation, is that is happening all over the world, all the time, in record numbers, like in Miami when the building fell down while people were trying to sleep
Or with Boeing falling out of the sky
Because instead of them building a bigger plane to hold the engine, they put software on the plane to gaslight and trick the plane into believing it could fly with the engine where it was 👀
And if you’re sleeping with popcorn ceiling, they were cutting corners there as well
And poor John Jones, they will gaslight us into a dark hole
And then blame us for not knowing better than to crawl in there in the first place 👀
It’s our fault they cheat, it’s our fault we fall
Oh my God, “John, there are over 100 rescue personnel outside who are going to stand around and do nothing to get you out of that hole”
Bet they all got paid 👎👎
Ok, God did crack the sky with thunder there
Apophis is on the return
And don’t be gaslit or fooled that you shouldn’t be concerned about the 2066 approach
I’m buying land and a computer
I’m starting a commune
With lots of lots of trees because they provide oxygen and the devil can’t stand Apple cider vinegar
Change ‘one apple a day’ to two shots of apple cider vinegar and you’ll be good to go
Eve was a witch, she had a garden 👀
They tried to smear her name
Just like society teaches men to shame women every single day and they do this with the Bible which is very sexist and with porn which is very degrading towards women
Every fashion trend out there is to appeal to the male chauvinistic guy or to the male homosexual
Britney Spears, Beyoncé, they all use the women as tools to sell fashion for the male homosexual (and obviously to push makeup)
Because the world is a fucking stage for the narcissist and they expect us to bow down to them everywhere, at every moment, at any time and give them our money every second of the day
Wait, this was supposed to be a love poem about being completely lost because you’re gone but yet knowing you’ll never leave because you’ll always be inside me 👀
Welp. You’ve got my heart.
Can haz back? 🤔
No Questions Asked
He comes no questions asked
He’s lightning just as fast
He’s midnight in a cast
He comes no questions asked
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
No questions asked
*strums guitar* 🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶
Do You Notice (poetry)
Are you ever gonna make a move?
Are you too afraid to chase the moon?
Should I sit around and watch you lose?
Do you notice when you have less views?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
It’s not even 7 am and I’m writing songs about you 👀
Ore (poetry)
Iceberg, culture
You’re mixing metaphor
Up-down, spiral
I reach a metal door
Constraining torture
But he’s like precious ore
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Welp. Sensational 🙄
I’ve learned that my blood is one of the rarest and eldest bloodlines (A negative)
I have rare negative blood and apparently it’s highly sought after
Well, I am not donating any of my blood for money and you’re not getting it when I die
I’m still feeling the ripple effects of John’s death
And unplugging
Between panic and calm
I’m still having a hard time accepting how society is moving forward
The great space race is a pipe dream for the rich
Apophis has scared them to push society forward with their agenda and they first did so implementing the pandemic
Now they’ve got you working from home you can jerk off to virtual porn and won’t know what hit you
You’ll be so busy whacking off in the Metaverse 👎👎
And the way they keep raising the price on everything yet all it is is re-runs and these generations copying our work aren’t even any good, they have to use autotune or plagiarize and not give credit
Pay to play, pay to be seen – social media is toxic and designed like a gambling system where the house always wins
They keep spamming us with that pyramid scheme of a Bible for money and every time we turn around there’s an advert in our mailbox or in our email or in our face to buy a product and we are consuming our only natural resources at an exponential rate and many animals are dying, humans are offing themselves
It’s been said that mental health is linked to social media and it absolutely is and so is porn and so is your sexual health, your sexual health is tied to your mental health, it is your biology and big Pharma isn’t going to change that
You’re vapid and without soul
You’re not getting mine (or making me lose it, angels have freewill) and I’m not doing earth again
An angel is just another term for spirit guide 👀
I’m in training to be one 👀
New poem just dropped on my Patreon campaign (PG): https://www.patreon.com/posts/57742345
Forgot (poetry)
Are you the center of thought?
All around you take first spot
A centralized location
Of the love you brought
Are you connected to knot?
Tied to existence
You’re the dream that I forgot?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I’m going to die loving you and there’s nothing you I can do 👀
Grapes (poetry)
Grapes cannot grow on thorn
I do not exist unless your words form
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Talk (poetry)
Give me blanket and orchard
With sunrise and your word
We can talk about –
What you can’t live without
Take love disordered
Wrapped holy and quartered
Can you remember route?
Lest you drown in doubt
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
They say your mind experiences thought as reality
Do you know how many conversations I’ve had with you 👀
But most of the time you’re just pressing your thumb on my lip not saying anything at all
Your fingers don’t lie
Thanks for all the traffic to my blog! We just hit 87k! 😻
(Pssst need your spoken word before dies)
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