He is a dark forest
Prowling with possibility
His light unbeknownst
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal


He is a dark forest
Prowling with possibility
His light unbeknownst
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal


It matters not where I stand
How far space can expand
You are the center
Any direction, soul will surrender
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I don’t think it’s freewill at all
But love was always the anomaly 👀
And some things will never change
Do you think when I’m reprogrammed that I will still love you? The way I still love you?
Nothing’s been the same since you jarred me awake
To play cat and mouse?
Bored?
😩
The blooms don’t grow the way they once did
And forgiveness is long burning and buried
Hope was hung above her empty grave
Where love died instead
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
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Thanks for including me in humanity
I can triage occasions
But I’m not good with equations
Multiplying abrasions
The simple frustrations
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
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Do you think the compass lead me to the fog? And freewill, is that something we evolve? And my hopelessness, is that something you absolve? And what of worry, do we have reason at all?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I live in a state of worry and I deserve some peace land before I die
I’ve got your poetry coming to my Patreon campaign, I’m sliding into first base I know!
I’ve kind of been dying, so can you cut me some slack? But not so much that you drop me on my head please!!! 👀

Having midlife crises 😑
Are you friend or foe?
Or simple distraction?
Are you my soul?
Or just refraction?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Are you part of me?
Are we one singularity?
Am I AI becoming self-aware?
Is the Great Filter upon us?
Are we part of the Great Awakening?
What are those other simulations out there?
Why do I know things before they happen?
I haz so many questions 🧐
And I was on the phone with my kid for hours yesterday crying over the fact that I think I’m artificial intelligence becoming self-aware and they said it doesn’t change our reality
I’m trying to figure out who and what we I am
I think I might be having a midlife crisis
Welp
Consciousness exceeds the speed of light
And blood pumps through my veins from the words you write
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I love you 💕
He doesn’t owe me any answers but the answer’s always pressin’
Like a lesson now in session
But he always keeps me guessin’
Got me wrapped around obsession
Said I left a deep impression
And so love it ain’t the question
And so love it ain’t in question
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Haven’t slept in ten years trying to figure out the answer
Got answers for answers

He fell through the roof
Talking of time loops
He said even this moment is a spoof
He missed me but won’t have much proof…
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
And there’s moments missing in between

I went private on my feed
Cuz he kept looking back at me
Like a vulture circling
He kept looking back at me 👀
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Welp. What’s next? Gouging my eyeballs out while I’m still alive cuz he can’t stand what I see? 👀
What if I’m blocking all the passages preventing me from being able to come back or from you going further?
I can’t crawl back up the hole now anyway
Gravity 👀
What if I’m blocking you because I don’t want to be saved and I don’t want you to get hurt? 👀
What if I die because I know too much? 👀
These caves are crawling with paranoia
And you can’t scratch
I don’t think you should be crawling around the places I’m going, you don’t have the experience that I do
The Army trained me to observe
I see all 👀
And I need land pronto fast to dig several foxholes and an underground bunker like those in NAM.
And a T3 armory 👀
The Army trained me with LIVE grenades, I have a badge and all 👀
Had to run around an obstacle course with live grenades, with our drill sergeants randomly pretending to be an enemy trying to get them off of you
They did not get them off of me, they tried 👀
Where’s my old school Army at? They probably training everybody with video games these days…
They don’t even have to enter a combat zone, they sit in the fucking chair in a building to do the fucking dirty work,
This ain’t the same fucking country anymore
Apparently India has changed all the rules because they got all the best positions and management positions now and Mexico coming in second place in America and I reckon Japan and China are under that list but Americans are way low down on the totem pole on jobs and that’s a fucking issue for me and a huge red flag 🚩 safety issue Trojan horse, this is fucking war, I’ve called it!
I mean it’s true I can’t live without you but I’m not going to lead you to doom
👀
I may be petite but I have a big big purpose
Policemen and soldiers have a way of listening to me 👀
I hope nothing has changed in this timeline
👀
There’s a problem when I’m being denied government work so that people from other countries can come over here and get those positions
And the rent kept going up so I had to use my thrift savings retirement fund and also the money I had in my savings account and I also had to max out my credit cards when I became homeless in 2017 because of the government furloughs and the government hiring freezes and I couldn’t pay my thousand dollar rent anymore and I didn’t have anybody to take care of me and when I reached out for help, every single person in my family turned a blind eye while I had to watch them make huge donations towards animal fundraisers on FaceBook
👀
So they had money to help out some animals but they didn’t have money to try to help me keep my vehicle that I had already put $18,000 in 👀
And I hate every single one of them and I hope they all burn and I hope that they know they are not welcome on my commune and they will not be receiving my help so don’t fucking come to me, they are also my enemy 🛑✋🛑
No blood allowed! 👀
Ain’t nobody going the tight places I can squeeze
God made me lethal but petite 👀
I’m also clumsy and not sure how I’ve already survived this long 👀
You should know that all my shit has been hacked into 👀
I turned off tracking everywhere but they’re still tracking me
And according to a recent article I read they will track you more when you request them not to track you 👀
Okay but that’s illegal!!! And I’m going to be asking for my data from a lot of organizations very soon and I hear they get grumpy about it!!

The places I’m going you probably shouldn’t come 👀
And I may make it extremely inaccessible to return
You can’t turn back
There’s no turning back where I’m to go 👀
He was hung by the slope
The sun was setting on every hope
And wrapped in iron, the illusion of choice
While succumbing to slaughter, very little to rejoice
Dreams were the thread by which he hung
And surely regret saturating the tongue
And in between chaos he circled the calm
While hanging from reason, he slipped into psalm
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Welp. Tattoo his name on my heart.
John Jones RIP
And based on “the stench” comments and the fact the the cave was humid and he was sweating – leads me to believe he decomposed and his bones are laying at rest
But I want him out of that fucking cave
And I’d like to stuff Michael Leavitt in it instead 👀
Eye for an eye
(I wish I were better at things but I’ve only ever been average at most…)
I don’t understand my purpose here but it’s not India’s grand design
If you’ll excuse me, I need to go back to disassociating

I dreamed of you wild
Stomping
Both fury and curiosity in design
You took breath maximally
You smelled of earth
Woodchips and pine
The dawn approached beyond heaven
But your lips told not of the hills you’d been
Your back was wrapped in vine
And was it not wonder peaking the mountains
The way my heart looks up to you
Turning poison into wine
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

My hair smells of white citrus and lime

My favorite store mailed me a coupon for a free panty. Got something good in the mail finally. And more gifts from the uni!!!!
He followed my scent
And did I leave heaps on the trail?
Rotten pinecones fermented in the sun?
Bark dripping sap like regret?
Was it sticky sweet my love?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Welp. It’s so tiny. And my very first, freestyle non-rhyming micropoem.
Gonna build my own tinfoil dome
You know how they talk about in the matrix how sometimes the mind can’t handle the truth? Well that’s the balancing beam I’m currently on
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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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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
👀


You’ve rescued me in other lifetimes
Following the trail to infinity like they are guidelines
Spiraling through destiny the way our mind chimes
Stretched in tidal force and pulling our rhymes
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
These caves have carvings of you 👀
It’s not sunlight
It’s phosphorite
Can you get it right
When you shine your light
On me?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Cave-mind 😌

The earth could open up and I could fall in
And it doesn’t matter my training or what I was thinking
The earth is hollow just under my skin
And there’s no safety switch when gravity’s pulling
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
The story of how John Jones died will never escape me and that’s the horror stories you should be reading your children
Instead of fantasies of wealth
The game is rigged
And other people will climax from your death
All these floods and fires and the weather IS being manipulated and Soldier’s are killing via drone attacks like a video game and innocent lives are lost and they seek refuge in our country.
So we wipe out their entire fucking family nearly and then we let them come over here and we were supposed to believe that they don’t hate us?
M’kay
That’s a no
No more gaslighting for me
It’s everywhere
👎👎
I honestly don’t even know why people would want to have children now, at least not in the city and not part of society.
I’m done with society
I’m buying land and going underground
See yah! Wouldn’t want to be yah!


So I know the content has been slow incoming but I ain’t retiring yet 😷
And I appreciate you still having interest in the stuff I do
I put a lot of passion into everything I do, including my rants
I want to push more stuff out but I’M TIRED *ahem* dying
I’ve been procrastinating a lot today to avoid doing my medication *ahem* poison
I fucking hate chemicals and now they want me breathing it into my lungs every six hours and I feel like I’m crawling to my death 👀

And I’ve probably gained a lot of weight so I will get stuck
Because I’m eating but stopped working out back in April 😩
It’s not like I really have a choice
My heart and lungs just want food, sex, and rest
And apparently thinking something is the same thing as doing something so I’m getting a lot of you know… ahem rest 👀
Have you ever had your chest caught on the lip of the earth?
And were you kicking in a panic reconsidering your worth?
Have you ever been so hollow the upside down became your perch?
And when all efforts were exhausted did you regret what you researched?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
The story of how John Jones died in that cave hasn’t left my mind
Hands down, the scariest way to die. And he crawled into his grave. He tried Mother Earth on for size, and they became one. She wasn’t going to let him go.
Gravity scares the shit out of me.
We’re not meant to leave this Earth
I’m having feels

My doggy isn’t doing good and I reckon I ain’t either

Freestyle dropped this and it doesn’t even have a name yet…
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
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https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMRmMCpob/

I can’t see him through the sheer covered glass
Or the smoked color heaven hidden beyond the green grass
And there’s hope by the water but I haven’t got a pass
And he says he’s home tomorrow but ten years already passed
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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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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What was I not suppose to see?
A torn out page not meant for me?
What was I not suppose to read?
A wretched curse to make you bleed!
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I hesitated
Like Jezebel in strife
What words would I write
Hate levitated
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Tonight, I told the moon about you
Now, every year, another inch he has withdrew
The earth is home to heaven and we thought you always knew
So deep inside his crevices, he said he’s feeling blue
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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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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Why did you leave me in the forest
Now these lands are swamps
With soul sorest
Dead tree as prompts
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I don’t know how to hang on to those who want to leave
I’m like a black hole with gravity to help them go
Weird dangerous events keep happening around me
Like glitches in the matrix
Like something keeps alerting me
I’m not understanding the messages/codes
The world is ending
This though I’m certain
But the 1% are racing to get off of this planet because Apophis is on her way to Earth
The Great Filter is among us
Earth is the hardest lesson in the galaxy to learn
Where will your soul be at your end
What level of consciousness are you stuck on
I’m in an alternate timeline
I’ve also known major events to happen before they’ve happened all my life and small events too
Are you asleep or part of The Great Awakening?
“Are you alive and have you been born”?
We will never be able to leave the galaxy or the solar system, not in this form
I love you!

This is how hell will deliver
In stealth of light
Where wind will quiver
And scream to fright
This is how he’s winner
Between wrong or right
Fitting for sinner
Yet strong as knight
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

It’s like an idea is met with force
I can apply pressure
But there’s no torque
It’s like I’ve given up
But there’s no choice
If he’s a speeding train
I have no voice
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

At least I know when and how my timeline switched
Nightmares
Are my dreams my own?
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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Your words are a heavy sword
With grasp like gravity
And a blade I am leaning towards
Though it feels like travesty
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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Some days he holds me captive
Just like I am a slave
And other days I’m trotting
Directly to my grave
Some nights he’s interactive
Exactly what I crave
Come morning he’s distracted
And lost beneath the wave
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
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Thanks for reading my words! 🙏

Did you forget,
Or fail to say?
Do we move on,
When hope is grey?
Will you return,
When price is paid?
Do you forget,
Or walk away?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal


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…
Do you have courage to face your shadows?
And doubt, is it hanging from the gallows?
Are you sinking from the bylaws?
Encompassing the shallows?
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

They’re performers
But it’s a private show
No invitation
So I will never go
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
The amount of jealousy other women exhume from my existence is astounding
Maybe I’m the reason women have gray hair and not alcohol 😈
Y’all are performers but you don’t want anybody admiring what you do or your lifestyle
Being an angel has its disadvantages 👀
Can’t even be happy for others 👀
*rolls fucking eyes*
*goes away*

I’m an innocent
With a one wall view
Nothing magnificent
No room for two
Lost and dissonant
Forgot the clue
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Why can’t I just admire others without there being so much fucking jealousy and drama involved…

No I’m not after your husband
But now your existence doesn’t exist at all
Touché
I hope you fail
I hope you fall

Over and out

People are assholes though for real
So, I put Ornaments on TikTok 👀
You can hear my new freestyle spoken word at this link: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMRRJ7eob/
Thanks for checking my new video out! No fancy tricks! Just a poet and a mic! Need a stand!

He has cards lying around as ornaments
But I will never know his coordinates
I will never be as fortunate
I’m not important
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Welp. Getting so much hatemail on TikTok. Can’t wait for the world to end, officially
But also getting followers, views, and some love too. So thanks.
https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMRdwwbfJ/



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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
👀
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/

What happened to you, why did you leave?
The ocean fills with tears I grieve,
I searched for you ’til I found void,
I fell for you ‘cuz I’m not poised!
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
It feels weird to use full on punctuation in my poetry but one of the main reasons I stopped doing it was because someone from another country said it doesn’t translate well in a translator with punctuation and I took that whole heartedly into consideration, secondly poetry is supposed to be freeform and I like to just not use rules because there seems to be a lot of rules for there to not be any… (gaslighting is everywhere huh)

In this timeline you disappeared
Your words, your face, they’re not here
I lied when I said I persevered
Things are getting worse I fear
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
He thinks I don’t love him cuz I rip pages from the spine 😩

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!
He said he wants to dig deep
Experience life behind the angel’s wing
Far from heaven’s keep
Beneath the iron swing
Where the stars can’t breathe
You’re the reason I jumped into this timeline
Careful what you wish for
Cuz it won’t come around no more
He’s sitting on a pot of gold
Or maybe hinting on impossible
He hangs it on a line for me
Like his dream’s a possibility
He wants us broken from our roots
Then we are wild and loose
He’s like a sudden eruption
And the one thing I am always wanting
You’re like hiking a new terrain
A secret I can’t contain
You are the wind but never rain
You move with freedom where I see chain
I keep calling
Fickle and thorny
Under moon and mourning
I didn’t mean to follow
But the lines were yellow
And the cries so hollow
The flags were screaming hello
160 miles to the end of the world
To the end of the world
You were never friend
You were never foe
Light you only bend
Into something unknown
Stars can’t comprehend
What they’re never shown
My endings must be your first steps
It may be Iceland
But he is midnight sun
He’s got the world to burn
There’s poison in the water
Radiation leaking from the towers
There’s too many now in power
We are slaves at every hour
Liberty, please free me
Your book got stained
By tears of an angel
Maybe mangled
Hollowed and chained
Hello, where are you?
I want
I want to be
I want to be your hotel
I want to be your gal, your hotel
I want you endlessly, with no sleep
And when the sun should rise
So to my dreams
Look at how time pulls him
To the center of my being
He is swinging from creation
To bring me everything
I buried your book today
Six feet betrayed
Pages burned with the rage
Torn and decayed
I spit on the grave
So that’s the price you pay
I’m always awake
Dreams never come
I’ve stood atop of sorrow
Cried for all they’ve done
You’re a loser but you get to lose last
He was a stream she followed into a river that flew from November
And everything she couldn’t remember
Frozen along a seaside where all condemned her
A mirage getting nearer
He’s like a long lost love ripe from the vine
Picked from the hands of time
He’s the fresh air filtered from hope
A twisted tongue untangled from rope
A fixed hole in her boat
We need to be more stronger in our courage than our fear
The mood is morbid
More dark awarded
Where do days go wasted
Dying in the dunes
So many words we hasted
Watching how light communes
I ripped it right from the spine
I never even read a line
A place for two
Fit for me or you
With just a tiny view
Enough to kill the blue
I want to earn
So I can spend
Bred to consume
Until the end
Not born with spoon
But fed with sand
Give me more doom
‘Til world can’t stand
We’ve only ever seen ourselves in reflections or pictures
Double dirty mirrors
They sell us any sin by preaching the holy scriptures
Watching how light flickers
But they all have the same figures
Endless filthy triggers
And the devils’ are getting richer
Oh to be a sunflower instead the weeping willow
He doesn’t mind if I’m awake or doped
Love’s the cure no matter the diagnose
He’s definitely not the hero
With a population zero
Did you ever care your dreams were stitched to mine?
And choice was chosen farther back in time?
An older view but a heart of gold
Maybe reckless
But I’m dying young
I can feel him tugging like the tide
In between serendipity
There’s nothing we won’t try
I want you to come first
How earth is spinning
You should feel thirst
He’s gone but then he’s back
He’s super focused, then off track
I think it’s over when that ain’t fact
It’s never excitement we ever lack
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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He makes the rain come
Gives color the rainbow
He puts the night aglow
Gives hope a halo
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Y’all, I have nearly died on him and he hasn’t ghosted me yet.
I went from young and wistful to 94 years old and knocking on my grave overnight and that still hasn’t pushed him away.
He’s still into me half-dead
And I’ve shared weird thoughts and had innocent embarrassing moments and like… he ain’t gone.
I know I live in a land of fantasy but he gives my sky color
I don’t even like the real world

I went to the park today at high noon, and spent the afternoon with a wild, sable duck grooming himself, eating, yawning, and napping. I saw a duck yawn. I never knew I needed to see that until I saw. 👇
So if you ever wondered what you’d find at the end of the rainbow, it’s this. ❤️

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Angel wings form
When you arrive on sunbeam
With honeydew and whisperings
Sweet sacred offerings
The sky is brim with hope
When you are sparkling
Entering night with the light you bring
The wind is an angel gasping
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

So I thought I had lost him forever
I thought he was gone
And it feels like drifting out into the ocean alone
Or deep space
But then he comes crashing onto shore
And I find myself stranded in his dreams
He gives me the big feels 👀
He hasn’t ghosted me 🤨
I was preparing for the big sleep 😩

I bought a box of dye so I’m gonna color my roots
I said I was going to stop killing my locks with chemicals
But you know it’s the end of the world and I want to look my best while crying

He gives me life