Your words
Sink 36,000 feet below
Where I bestow
Feathers from your mantel
Flowers for your candle
A simple “hello”
There was a time
I trip-mined
Over our demise
Trenches filled with water
Worries fell to slaughter
But you were still mine
Like golden arrows
Muskets for the scarecrows
Love found in the narrows
I wonder how deep we go?
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~Been writing lines since 1989~
Did you know I read sign language
Even the moon spells Chris
It’s half-crescent
Like him
He’s half-present
Maybe it’s Christmas
The way you kiss?
Removed the space between the hiss
Laid down your blade
And took my fist
Maybe you’re the silence
On my blank list
Where none can follow
Your name won’t fit?
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Blushing
P.S. found a screenshot of your number I blocked
So I took another screenshot?
He doesn’t understand why I’m always giving gifts
I ain’t tribal
Don’t read the Bible
But he swears I’m collecting feather wings
He said he thinks he saw me growing things
But you’re a liar
Can’t be re-wired
Always on the run
Must be so tired
Cuz the Devil’s in your blood
Here’s comes the Great Flood
Mixed with bones and fire
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PS. am I the only one who uses present and past tense together, or how I switch between speaking about him to directly to?
It’s so flamboyant
My lack of give-a-fuck
You’re just in luck
But here comes on regret
And there’s raining yet?
What more do you want?
To never talk again?
Even when I’m dead?
We ain’t discussed
So you ain’t neva said
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(pโ)
I’m not filing in a single orderly line so the AI will understand me
ME > PROGRAM IN MATRIX > DOING WHAT IT IS NOT SUPPOSE TO DO
happy2help
He’s questioning right now if he needs a restraining order or dinner reservation & wedding ring…
(promise)
LMAO it’s such a convincing photo I actually have people on TikTok who think I am stalking him?
LOL yes? But I’m not the reason he is hiding? It was lunch hour and the frontside was busy. I accidentally went the wrong way and then accidentally bumped into the Teslar again and now am an accidental stalker? I just thought it made for a good story? Plus, I smiled the cutest smile and waved with my eyes closed when passing (though no one was inside – I’m sure it was recorded?)
If there is a snapshot of me, he may be scared or in-love?
“How did I meet your mother? Well she was stalking my car…”
“Instead of getting a restraining order, I got her a meal”
“Didn’t have to worry about her keying my car at least”
Does God want us to meet?
He’s gonna have to sell his damn car because of me…
“Man I have seen this chic a dozen times…”
“Look she finally fcking waved”
*shows screenshot*
“Bro she’s cute”
“Yeah I’m gonna ask her out…”
Him: “i wouldn’t eat at your table…”
Except, I don’t remember inviting you!?!
It may be a big pot but it’s a meal for one ๐
Psst… it ain’t done yet. It takes about a decade to make this meal. But I always make it different and so I call it “witches stew”. Stew because I leave the veggies whole or chunky.
It smells like it will devour your soul (in a good way).
It’s also spicy.
Every bite tells the cancer devil FUCK YOU
Lots of crucifers in the meal
Get yer water ready honey
You ain’t seen sweating yet…
oh you’re gone
my whole world gone missing
did the stars reach out to kill you
don’t know how to pull through
i have low altitude
wondering what i should do
oh the air is toxic
my fingertips are frostbit
i headed for the mountain tip
found myself along another cliff
oh you’re like saturn
stealing all my time
disappearing is a pattern
when we need to synchronize
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you appear like a black hole
the sky thunders and shakes like my body
nerves
i loved him in a flash
in mysterious moonlit mornings
where chaos and order clash
like opening doors when your blood is coursing
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postscript: it’s kinda incomplete but i like to post things before i’m dead
so it comes with curses and misspellings and everything instead
i like to share my ideas immediately so he can steal them and do something better with them
cuz i am him (and him and him and i wonder how many can fill up the “i love” list instead of “i hate”)
i’m capable of imprinting on the right man
we may not get “lifelong” together, but we can get the shit end of the deal
as long as we sleep in the same bedroom
and maybe i could get some sleep if i had a husband
shame i’m dying…
(yes some people take a long time to die and some go into remission. i need the new stronger meds increased)
this is me today this instance (see below)
i’m tired, i’m worn out, i need to shave/wax everything
i want to cut ALL MY HAIR OFF and start over
so be prepared for the ‘short look’ so i can grow out some healthy strands
p.s.s. still sleeping on the floor. hard to shell out $600+ for a bed i will hate
were you crowned with favor
lined with rose shaped paper
billions of stars yet eternal darkness
gardens of gold for the harvest
walk over fields of dead nettle
festival bowl filled with petal
are you responsible for the heavens receding
like when you and i were meeting?
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found your name nestled near my heart
he called me GROSS for keeping house spiders
(i blocked him for god knows how long!?!)
The fact that he drops in
Like moonlight in the cracks
He likes her writing
It gets under my skin
I guess Iโm a ghost then
I guess weโre parallax
And Iโm still searching
For where my life begins
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Web of secrets
Facetious
In sequence
No thesis
Heโs my weakness
Lost allegiance
Sinโs leakage
Iโm sleepless
A grievance
Stupid genius
Love Jesus
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Dearly belated
Oh Most Hated
Got me jaded
Nearly persuaded
But sun hasnโt faded
Heโs the Epic of Gilgamesh
Death is irrelevant
Lessons from a demigod –
Speaks a bunch of gibberish!
Dear Elite
Think lifeโs complete
With hand Iโll greet
Meet me in the street?
Do you think God plays favorites?
Paradise for the angel?
Wonโt give me nothing I canโt handle?
Cold water sinks / depression leaks
Nothing is more expensive than a cheap boat
Unless youโre out of hope
Better pray for rope
Hereโs your footnote
Now youโre just somebody that I want to know
I promise –
I wonโt make any promises
Iโm too damn ominous
Like doubting Thomas
But my tongue is honest
Iโm investing in bullets and freshwater
Dream of killing father
Knelt down by altar
Gold coins for slaughter
At knee they foster
Silver and laughter
Itโs land Iโm after
For ash to scatter
And sin for answer
God is still my master
Hereafter
I donโt know my own fatherโs face / I donโt know his fate / or should I really hate
What I am
Computer programs
Happy Birthday rams
Still sticking around
Like dripping clouds
Iโm in a drought
The thick of doubts
Itโs double this shroud
Itโs double this shroud
Iโm looking out
Twice as loud
Neurons could be pixels on my desktop
You build walls I can eavesdrop
You build ramps I can skate across
You know I wonโt ever stop
The blueprints are in another dimension
God will never mention ๐
Not that youโre listening
Unused attention
Forward inching
Mark Chapter 11:
Jesus cursed a fig tree
Love thy neighbor
Unless itโs not producing fruit
Then cut it loose
Bloodletting (but he couldโve waited until morning) (when the sun was burning)
(The fruit doesnโt form at night / you get what I am learning)
Dear Man of Sin
Oh Lawless One
Repent for what youโve done
Oh Rotten One
Dear Beast from Sea
Dreaming of me
Doctrine of Demons
Too blind to see
Fallen angel of technology
You ainโt fooling me
Iโm sacred geometry
True anomaly
Stats in real time
But always delayed
The algorithm favors
Those who paid
Do not worship false idols
Thank you for the magnificent midnight moon
The verdict you impugn
Farewell written on ballon
Drinking gold from a teaspoon
Lack of despair come June
Heโs the universe
Divided by zero
A nice guy
But not a hero
Money wonโt buy happiness
But Iโll be better dressed
Iโm kinda feeling ravenous
Like the earthโs my catalyst
I knew you couldnโt handle it
What forest have you been foraging
Like my prayers that youโre forwarding
Like the sun you get me flourishing
Iโm yelling but youโre ignoring
Wilted
Like a weeping willow
Guilt silken
And gripping like the end
Bed ridden
And evil are children
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Tell God Iโm probably to blame if Squirrel fattens up too much.
Tell God I want to build a squirrel playground and bird paradise and frog pond and little things like that
An actual mini rainbow bridge crossing over a pet cemetery
A fire-pit and lessons
Like basic human skills?
I donโt like the concrete jungle
Youโve got to stop chopping Florida downโฆ
I donโt like much that man lays claim to
The art, the history, the music, gay and lame.
I want to hear Pretty Bird sing
The toads annoying me all night
Man stole my life and I want nothing to do with his pet projects
I canโt stand using a phone or app
We are two entangled quantum objects
Itโs not complex
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You live on a flat plane on a flat disc
You act like you are worthless
You live without questioning risk
You wonโt give me an inch
You run with a circus
Like hell you will surface
Bringing light to purpose
Curled up like a serpent
For this Iโm certain
Or simply hoarding
What youโre averting
I know youโre lurking!
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โThe VA have made a decision on my behalf.โ
Should I get it tattooed on me? Lucky 13?
I need a baptism in a hot spring first (one I donโt accidentally boil in)
I swear once I wash my face, I will look fresher.
Florida has brain eating amoebas and kids and adults are getting wiped out, playing in the splash parks and doing sinus washes and reports from politicians in the press say drinking tap water is just fine, just donโt โwash your face with tap waterโ โin the shower or the sinkโ and I thought the splash parks and baths was my last safe haven (the devil be finding me everywhere)
(Thatโs why Jesus was always with him)
(Restraining orders donโt work)
(Heโs obsessed with me)
And I have Savior complex potentially (see poem)
Demons will gaslight you and say โGod isnโt realโ cuz they are expert faith destroyers
But God made me an explorerโฆ
โOnly 13%โ
Well, I do always seem to wiggle myself in the tightest places and Iโm afraid of tiny dark holes
Riddle me this
I was pushed off a 50 foot bridge at 15 during sunset weighing some 110 pounds – at one point during the fall I forgot what was happening – I sank deep and fast – how far?
How far down was the initial plunge? Cuz I was dropping fast and thought โwonder how long Iโll keep fallingโ โmaybe better go up for airโ and started to kick my legs (I felt a shift) and was watching the tiny bit of light thinking โitโs so farโ โIโm not going to make itโ
And there was no preparing to take a breath before I was pushed
There was no โbreathingโ during the fall
Must have fell 10 or 15 seconds? What about in water? Another fucking 5 or 10?
Of falling – not ascend
That took another X amount of time to surface
So I dunno how I survived
I swam the Tennessee/ Mississippi more than once?
Without a float?
โI think I can make itโ
I swam in a quarry!?!?
I donโt know if Iโm alive?
In 2018, I was inside a lightning storm strike – 80 miles an hour – all windows down – arm out – a band of heat light touched me
How am I alive and the car!?!?
I looked in all my mirrors – the entire Jeep lit up all over
It was thousands of arms of lightning
Was it 2018?
What am I?
Why is everything electrical?
The sun is not 93 million miles away and I knew this at age 5
โItโs right thereโ
โHow do we knowโ
โYou shone a light on a wallโ
โWhy did we change timeโ
โWho is in charge of what is being taught at schoolโ
โYou canโt make me believe thatโ
โWell then give me a Cโ
โI will see myself to the Principal officeโ
*argues with the professors about globalism and inflation*
*barely passes math with a tutor*
*cries*
In hindsight, I know things before they happen
My first and only time at a dog race, I predicted which dog would win, but no one would place a bet on him, or let me, and I didnโt want to be there
Afterwords they wanted my opinion but I wasnโt interested in tapping into my psyche
I knew the space shuttle was going to blow right before it blew
โTheyโre going after Soldiers who want 100 in ptsdโ
Me: โoh yeahโ
โIโd like to see them tryโ
*panics for several months*
*yells at self for crawling into hole*
โWe were fine living in the slumsโ
โItโs better than being homelessโ
โWe were guttedโ
โWhat the fuck did we do to get hereโ
*gifts can come with curses*
*gets rid of 95% of everything I own*
And you can keep the jewelry, itโs fake
It really wasnโt the thought that mattered anymore
If the thought mattered, it would be in alignment with my values
*yells at some stranger on the road acting like God* Iโm drifting buddy!?!?
*sobs*
Because itโs all I ever do is cry (like in the movie – God literally tells him Iโll be depressed if he ghosts me)
So Iโm crying in the streets broad-day and some dude with a sign is telling me โIโm gonna die of a good time down hereโ
But I donโt know how to grow a plant or be in the same room as a person
And they did not lock me up (thank God)
(Can I file for state and double dip? Yes I can)
(Can I still work and make $$$$) (probably but Iโve not called and confirmed)
(Do I want to be on zoom calls or looking at a monitor all day or talking to people or solving problems or doing maths)
Fuck you
I have thought about other jobs like selling popcorn but everyone be coughing
Me: โwhy the fuck did you cough in my direction broโ
โThem fighting soundsโ
โWhy you standing so effin close to meโ
Like bros be filming my ass while Iโm grocery shopping or getting my ride fixed
Iโm gonna kick someoneโs fucking phone accidentally and get gutted like Bob
Iโm not getting gutted like Bob
Iโm going weapon shopping
Trinity mode
Iโm hearing all of France is protesting BR
I want to sleep on a bed of weapons
Safety first
Did you know Iโm good at using weapons and thangs?
I got the good Army training!!!!
Circa 2001 ๐
I actually married my country on valentines day ๐
I swore to defend this country on my heart and honor ๐
I stupidly gave them my dna ๐
They took hair, signatures, blood
What are they doing to me?
Why do I feel two places at once?
Why do I know things?
Why do I have to get your permission about how I interpret your art?
I thought Bob was in-the-closet gay
But now itโs worse
I think he was bi – f*cking both the brother and the sister – but the brother was also f*cking the sister, which is legal in his country and they donโt adopt American ideology or policy or change their spots obtaining a green card
And the doctor hired the hit because he wasnโt losing his expensive, artificial, soulless Barbie because his yellow fever propaganda returned home โfor a few secondsโ (but the demon doll fell asleep so how could she know how long he stayed or when he left)
Do you think Netflix would buy my story?
Yes? Maybe? No? (Pick one)
People dropping rhyme in comments and Iโm feeling jelly
RIP Bob
Maybe 20 years to kill a billionaire
How great of a father are you now, Bob?
DEAD
I need 5 million years to recover from the desolate desert you erupted from
With a rapid loss of hope occurring
Who will write earthโs obituary
The way youโve written my hand
And turned all to stone?
Do you honor the dead
The way you immortalize impermanence?
Disappearing without affliction
Leaving dust on the door
I found you
Right where I had left you
Disorderly categorized
I am holy proud
The sun lifted you from shade
Made your skin burn
Left a scar or two
You are a placemat for the sun to rise
And if your words were the reason it rose
Alighting will and aligning truth
You are the golden valley where my love will grow
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You hold distance like a torch
The sun is setting
Iโm watching from my porch
The devil betting
But time has run its course
Copyright ยฉ 2023 PoeEternal.
Sidenote: I still donโt know who or what I am.
I could eat contempt / wrap it with lament / file it tax exempt / yell โgod damnitโ / my brain will forget / I havenโt 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 thereโs hope where \
Copyright ยฉ 2023 PoeEternal.
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
Copyright ยฉ 2023 PoeEternal.
This comment is hate filled / a sinkhole / for you to build.
Thereโs likely bloodstains in the carpet / bloodstreams of my target / am I the carcass?
He shot her in her wedding dress / but love her / heโd never confess.
Father / theyโve all chosen sin / and Iโm 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)
Copyright ยฉ 2023 PoeEternal.
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)
Donโt even know if Iโm 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, itโs a 6, Iโm done selling shit – and jump off a bridge
But thereโs poisoned sweet potato pie in the fridge
There is indeed, God bless, weโre 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, โyouโre coming with meโ
But for real tho, donโt buy the pie
(Itโs poisonous)
(You die, I die – but weโre not together, Romeo)
P.S.S.S?? Been rebounding my ass off (the rebounder fitness – resistance training – getting fit with gravity – weeee)
Iโm two scenes on repeat currently – in my favorite film – Made in Heaven (1987?)
The one where heโs tossing his drink in the mirror / laying in the road screaming to God / Emmet โas himselfโ AND
Her, crying in public on the street – she got arrested too – dark days ahead
Welp.
GOD: if you donโt find each other, youโll both be miserable
God: thereโs no guarantee youโll come back
Me: YOU TOOK MY LIFE
The roses are dying / cuz Iโm 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 โPoeโ
โKind of a popular stash then tho, huhโฆโ
โHitlerโ
*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 โgetting out and socializingโ
I ordered food – through a drive thru
It wasnโt 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 Iโm stupid
Me: what do you mean!?!? *looks confused / haz brain injury / why am I so stoopidd
โฆwell, I, gave you MORE to get the big bills backโฆ
Him: *clearly confused – counts the money – proceeds to hand me a ten back, a five, and some silver.
So apparently Iโm 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!!!!!!
โDonโt discuss your income in the workplaceโ
FUCK YOU
I mean, Happy Valentine
Burn in hell
*insert shitty photo of me here
I donโt 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!!!!
I should move the place you most hate; get a little cabin by the lake.
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I DONโT HAVE A HUSBAND – is going to be my answer for everything
*arrives at heavenโs headquarters
โDid you experience joyโ
I DONโT HAVE A HUSBAND
*at the local hitler hospital deathcamps
โAre you feeling suicidal or homicidal todayโ
I DONโT HAVE A HUSBAND
*at the local coffee shop
โWould you like cream with thatโ
I DONโT HAVE A HUSBAND
The MRI doc saw me at my worse and noted it wasnโt self-image
After I scolded him for scolding me for making him late for his next appointment with his prostitute (I mean โpatientโ)
I scolded him for me โnot being marriage materialโ – so I wasnโt worried about making him late
When I donโt even have a husband to go home toโฆ
Caught him trying not to look as I was leaving
All 111 pounds pending surgery (Iโm likely not going to get)
Iโm gonna start juicing and doing a hardcore regime
When researching, one person beat the odds – but she also had people bringing her vegetables and fruits to encourage her – it took a village – not just her own pocketbook.
Ainโt nobody knocking on my door bringing soup – let alone fresh herbs to juice with so not to die.
Iโm getting death threats
(But my doctors do encourage me to stay alive – the male ones anyway)
The females can piss off – they arenโt as smart or empathetic – I hate being under THEIR CARE
HELPS
P.S. donโt try to maintain a schedule – if I pick up on that – I will intentionally make you late lose time/money with the prostitute
I will pick up on it
And now any time he drives to a prostitute, โnot marriage material she saidโ
Some of yโalls addictionโs are costing us
Iโm out for revenge
Gonna make you late now everywhere – everyone – everybody
Thatโs my level of petty
You wanna call the cops on me? Giddyup!
You hate scheduling appointments? Awe. Shame you were such a bitch Iโm missing all my classes.
Self help books exist and I can read and do not need a librarian to check out – we got the self checkout system – for once – I can pass go and not pay $200 or look at your face ever again.
The cop likes me there, he gets my sweet side.
Maybe heโs my future hubby
YOU NEVER KNOW
โYou that girl I see at the libraryโ
โYeaโ
โWhy you having the law called on youโ
I DONโT HAVE A HUSBAND
I tried to shake him off
He wouldnโt go
Heโd only flutter
And bop around
Organize the clutter
Prepare for undertow
โI love youโ he will mutter
In case I didnโt knowโฆ
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2023 / @poeeternal
Heโs a very clever otter and must have been one in his previous life. He doesnโt mind my storms. He collects the debris to build a stable foundation and home. ๐ฆฆ
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 Iโm somewhere in between of I donโt know whatโs next for me
So thereโs your theme ๐คช
I am dealing with some serious real life issues and it seems the devil enemy has got me surrounded
โI hate it hereโ John Jones
Hear, hear
All the shops are closed. Iโm having a meltdown and theyโre enjoying a 3-4 day calendar holiday that they invented
This timeline isnโt 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 behindโฆ.
I sold my TV ๐บ
I have 8,000 photos scheduled for deletion
My best friend got rid of everything before she offed herself too
I just wanna moveโฆ
From this building to another off property and preferably out of city
I know itโs asking a lot when I donโt 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, theyโre all dead to me
Iโm trying to ghost Apple
But Iโll likely have a comeback
Itโs why Iโm fighting for my life
Itโs 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 Iโm 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 ainโt been saving my life in vainโฆ.
(If only my therapist knew I was communicating with the dead)
(She knows about the holes in my wallโฆ)
(She understands why the sex toys being sold in front of the children triggers me)
(Cuz I was sexually abused as a child)
(โOhโ) *quietly sobs*
The sins of the Father ๐คฉ
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 โstopping to smell the bloody rosesโ.
I like when he cleans me hypothetically.
โYouโve got some on your noseโฆโ
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
ยฉ 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!!) ๐ฅฐ
If I become homeless, I don’t wanna become homeless where it floods (perspective)
The content carries on two places at once: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal
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 paidโฆ
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
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Would you still love me
If I broke in half?
And would you still want me
If I came in last?
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
Sitting at the VA writing him rhyme โ๏ธ
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 ๐
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…
Large dose of ginger
Ugly sweater for winter
Empty frame with picture
His kiss December
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
Freestyle before I lose power ๐
I wasn’t ready for Halloween to end lol but I do have some Christmas items arriving soon – they made it to Orlando. ๐
Veterans Day is tomorrow but the streets might be flooded and I may be homebound and required by law ๐
The lights have been flickering on and off so storm Nicole is near (I think that’s her name)
Florida does lose power
I’ve lost it for a week at a time on two occasions where I live ๐
Not ghosting
I’ve been really busy in the real world but I do have some cute lingerie sets here already that are not holiday themed – as well as a halter and booty short set that sold out on Dolls Kill – in a small – that fits!!! I do wanna get proper photos in these things.
The halter set is vinyl. I wanted it in red. It sold out. Was lucky to get the mocha – in small – and it fit. Yay! Pics soonish! ๐คช
It’s just… I’ve never had Christmas lingerie before – and my package is nearly here ๐ฆ
As far as I’m concerned, Christmas started when my skates arrived – and fit!
Was lucky to score a pair at all!
And I absolutely adore these. Kinda unisex. Fits my goth grunge style.
Like the bat, I am the dark
Oh, remember how I said we need to enter a black hole feet first
John kinda took it literal and is leading the way
He is the closest to the center of the earth
Where do you think the Sun is falling?
Even NASA (if you believe) stated we were 2000 light-years closer to Sagittarius A* than previously thought
Yeah because the math is wrong…
Management should have been replaced when two kids got stuck at Nutty Putty cave – but instead they decided to make a new map that did not feature parts of the dangerous cave and re-opened it for John Jones to get stuck
He owns that cave, that’s his ship now
Him and Earth became one
She accepted his sacrifice
And feet first we go…
I live somewhere
On the outskirts
You won’t find me
Where his position asserts
I’m not responding
To alarms and alerts
Even when I’m craving
All his bloody desserts
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
An all original organic human bean ๐ซ
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You taste of Judas Iscariot
Betrayal you’ll marry it
I’ve paid twice for sins
Won’t pay again
144 awakening
7th seal opening
Judgment hour
No hoping (John’s still coping)
One, two
See through all of you
Hell hath arrived
THERE ARE NO GOODBYES
Oh, Prince of This World
They aren’t your gifts to give
Heaven rules over all but this
God is the Void
But Satan rules this world
I am a beggar
Crawling eternally
Helpless to stop it
Remove self from equation
The devil is invasion
I’m losing patience!
Careful crossing occasion
Will get stuck persuading
Hopeful helpful information
Nature becomes conscious of itself through you
I NEED YOU LIKE ETERNITY
Hell is separation
I’M BURNING
If I die here
Nobody will know
I didn’t want to
But nobody will ask you
Fallen
Angelic
Trying to ascend
Need him more and then
Eleven hours spent
Not bad omen
Number signs godsend
I do listen
And then repent
Foreshadowing
But if he’s dropping flags
I’m walking in
Red carpet rolling
With a halo full of sin
God said keep walking
But I want him instead
He turns me SOFT
Like the Grand Canyon will flow
Paradigm shift halo
He owns my soul
I’m sorry he betrayed you
A devil said to shrewd
I think with gratitude
The sun burns the moon
I rest in solitude
Black as blue
But oh so devalued
I do not dream of labor
The moon a gaper
Place our love on paper
He calls –
I turn to vapor
We’re reaching terminal velocity
Death is nearing
Is this the correct speed?
Thought you needed me?
He’s wrapped up in deceit
Like a sheet
Am I a ghost
I am discreet
I’m without kingdom
Guarding eternity
Trident
I’m not lying
WHAT LIES
Beyond the horizon
CRIMINAL EYES
But the sun’s still rising
AND I’M HERE FOR BLOOD
Touch me
So the curse will lift
Kiss me on the lip
Keep me near your hip
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
More poetry and photography coming! Thank you for your interest in my content! I work hard at it! I hope you are enjoying the Halloween theme! Lingerie bodysuit by Dolls Kills! ๐
I just dropped a set on the OnlyFans! 40 photos! Like when PlayBoy did 18 & 36 page spreads! SAME! ๐คช
I’ve been busy writing and working out! I’ll post behind-the-scenes soon!
It’s BOO season!! ๐๐๐
I’m ready to dawn the Halloween costume daily! I wanna go on a hayride!!!! ๐
All my content is original and I do not use an AI generator to write my poems nor do I scour the web for overused images by others. Sorry not sorry!
Thank you for your viewship and feedback! Highly appreciated! โค๏ธ
Daddy said he needed me right away ๐
More coming soon… (and dropping on my OF storyboard n wall)
My Insta story is already getting some action but the hottest and best stuff is over on the OF where I won’t get in the troubles
Rotten fruit falls by itself
If you’re compelled
Don’t bid farewell
Could you drop good news with the bad?
Could you learn happy just means sad?
Could you leave but still come back?
Or are you ever planning that?
There he goes again
Slamming the door!
And I still don’t know
What we’re fighting for!
Where did your will come from?
Was it bought from the sun?
What will you become?
Is your will firm?
John,
You should have kept your head in the book
You should have took a second look
You should have chose a different route
You should have crossed a bigger chute
I know I’m not what you need
That’s why you keep walking away
I know I’m not what you bleed
That’s why you have nothing to say
Been down a ways
Get little praise
Been down always
Been down always
I made a mess
Of these prison walls
Out of order
The sad owner
Of these pitfalls
I am the still of the lake
With underwater currents circling
The whirlpool in your eye full of hate
Forgiveness won’t be surfacing
No mercy at the break
Why does weight cause gravity?
Like my love for you
You will disappear
But I am stuck like glue?
Last seen
Smoking on the Bayou
Got the deep blues
Gonna cut loose
Restarted just to leave,
Alive just to grieve,
Got what you need?
Stop bailing on me!
If I could do it all again
I’d let you be my influence
Blood to pen
Influent
Jesus: didn’t you say he left your bed?
Yes.
Jesus: and he won’t share a slice of his bread?
*feather tremble ๐
He slams the door
He makes an entrance
He begs for more
He is relentless
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
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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
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
I woke up to my second supporter! And a lovely message!!! So very grateful, thank you!
Postscript ๐
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! ๐ ๐ https://onlyfans.com/poeeternal_sensual
I notice when he’s gone
Even though clouds are glowing moonlight
But in the breeze my thoughts are blown
I haven’t even words to write
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
Next Friday I turn 44. Potentially. Still putting up the good fight even though I’ve shriveled away to 118 pounds.
All fleshy stuffs.
No Botox/plastic/fillers
Just a whole lot of gravity and mess softness
Teardrops ๐
I just picked up this little triangle bikini top from the thrift today – and also recently learned that this style first originated in the 40s.
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
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
Dying and just want to matter how ever briefly…
His existence is a breathing apparatus
He exists, therefore I am
I’m in descent
I’m candescent
I’m flame and hemp
Is love exempt?
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
The void ๐ฉ
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
๏ฟผAny 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
๐
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 ๐
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…
He came
When I called your name
He appeared
When in the mirror
You were here
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
It’s all coming full circle now ๐
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? ๐
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 โ๏ธ
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 ๐
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 ๐
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 ๐คช
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 ๐ค
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?
ยฉ 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) ๐ค
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 ๐คช
Animals like mating during a full moon and I concur ๐
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 ๐
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 ๐
And his poetry and face ๐คช
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
ยฉ 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. ๐คช
Sending you warm, holiday spirits through the wire ๐๐๐
Thanks for checking out my blog! More poetry incoming!
He comes no questions asked
He’s lightning just as fast
He’s midnight in a cast
He comes no questions asked
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
No questions asked
*strums guitar* ๐ถ๐ถ๐ถ๐ถ๐ถ
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?
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
It’s not even 7 am and I’m writing songs about you ๐
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
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
They say your mind experiences thought as reality
Do you know how many conversations I’ve had with you ๐
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! ๐ป
(Pssst need your spoken word before dies)
You stand before me like a cross path
Idle and iron
A fierce wrath
A tight turn
For ample mass
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Why is everything about you? Even when I hate you.
The longing, the famine, the growth. The poetry, the damage, the oath.
Everything’s about you ๐
He follows her winged path
Collecting feathers doing math
Or making errors on his map
Circled red and labeled “wrath”?
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
She loves you perhaps ๐
Why did you wake me
To leave me clinging
Hung on the earth
Caught in a curse
Earths grip
Lock me like your lips
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
John said time moved differently for him upside down ๐
And I’ve had a lot of time to examine the evidence made public and I’ve come to my own conclusion that John died when the rescuers dropped him on his head
They said he stopped responding after that
They said all 8 who were pulling fell down when the rope took slack
The 9th rescuer on the inside directly helping John got hurt
He swears the pulley system failed, not the cave anchor
He blames the equipment failing
Regardless, if all 9 of them fell, where do you think that excess momentum came from
They said John had been responding up until John was dropped on his head ๐
Another doctor said they didn’t have any stats on how long someone could survive upside down and gave John 8 to 10 hours but John lived well beyond those hours
His breathing was becoming shallow and he had fluid built up, he knew he didn’t have much more time left, requested to speak with his wife one more time, he was denied, then dropped on his head
I reckon Leavitt was ready for all this ordeal to be over so they could just move on to Thanksgiving and getting that section closed off but keep the cave open, that’s what he had intended and planned all along ๐
Another rescuer mentioned “the stench” (and I really want to rip his balls off for that one, it’s keeps me up some nights having a medical background and all) ๐
I think John was in a panic, he kept crawling in a fury
But he was also gaslit about the caves safety
The newest map didn’t even have the dangerous features on it
John stated more than once he was lost
I get lost driving on the fucking road with my GPS
I can’t imagine his panic
But I also can because I learned just how claustrophobic I was when I had to get my MRI and I wasn’t underground
They had to leave the lights on for me ๐
Time already felt like it moved slower in cramped spaces, I can’t imagine being upside down and unable to move
It’s just terrible no matter the angle I observe it
He was only 20 minutes from the surface ๐
Only 20 minutes below the earth
Where time would move differently ๐
According to popular theories, the core of the Earth and the surface aren’t the same age
I reckon you could say the same about me, my core and my surface aren’t the same age either ๐
Gravity and time move slower, therefore the core is younger
Wait…
So I’m not an old soul and the earth is younger than theorized
Also, the stars are closer to us than previously taught
(The dinosaurs were feathered like chickens and turkeys and drowned in the Great Flood)
The math is all wrong ๐
Don’t get so caught up in the numbers
Am I that program in the matrix doing what it’s not supposed to be doing? Am I AI becoming self-aware? Is love the anomaly?
That white light we see when we die, are we being reprogrammed?
Our brains are a computer
Our DNA is code
Can god give a machine a soul?
Can a machine have a conscience?
Have I been here before?
Has everything that has happened, could happen because of the multiverse?
I’m sick of being micromanaged like a cat or dog being domesticated
We’re wasting our only resources
40% of food winds up in landfills because of packaging and labeling that has no scientific data behind it, it only benefits the producers
Most of advertising is gaslighting
I just want to grow my own food
I just want my own acre to die on
Just need some nurturing from Mother Earth
Trying to remember who I am and where I come from
But I couldn’t even tell you my great great great grandparents names because they keep us so segregated
Maybe my lesson this journey was ego and I’ve advanced into awareness
I need land and to reconnect with the stars
Have you ever ran into a police station screaming you were hungry and don’t want to die on the street? ๐
The depression is real
But 1984 is now and the cops are still plugged into the system
Only one of them knew about the federal shit going on that was affecting the soldiers and they were snickering about it as I was walking out the door
The ironic part is, I have more training than any of them in that fucking department ๐
What if I am the anomaly this game ๐
And so far, I’ve made epic mistake after another
Just like John
Someone said Darwinism
So stupid people deserve to die?
(I don’t think he was stupid for making a fatal mistake) ๐
I’ve made some fatal mistakes, like choosing to get the Moderna vaccine which nearly killed me and I’m not sure how I’m still alive
I’ve made lots of stupid mistakes where I should have died ๐
It felt more like luck than nature versus nurture
It felt more mathematical, random, of odds
Somebody was going to get fatally stuck, it was only a matter of time
It’s not like the cave had good management ๐
There’s no way the manager is at fault in any manner ๐
He probably got a bonus for heroic efforts and a job promotion to another cave ๐
He’s probably still alive and it doesn’t sit well with me ๐
In other news, my new counselor approves the land buying dream
And my secret admirer told me to keep selling
Might even sell my mic and guitar ๐
That last stanza tho eh
Finally something good came from that nightmare
I’m stuck on you ๐
Consciousness exceeds the speed of light
And blood pumps through my veins from the words you write
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I love you ๐
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
ยฉ Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Haven’t slept in ten years trying to figure out the answer
Got answers for answers
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
ยฉ 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?
ยฉ 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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PoeEternal 