time to build the gallows
i walk in sun and shadows
docked head to toe
with guns and arrows
they aren’t my foes
Copyright © 2024 Delia Ross /@poeeternal. All rights reserved. (p∞)

shadowbans are real and so is my wrath
time to build the gallows
i walk in sun and shadows
docked head to toe
with guns and arrows
they aren’t my foes
Copyright © 2024 Delia Ross /@poeeternal. All rights reserved. (p∞)

shadowbans are real and so is my wrath
Firstly, the link to my new spoken word piece, or you can search my hashtag/name POEETERNAL on TikTok: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTdsnRMmR/?k=1

My hashtag has over 15,500 views on TikTok already! Cool! Thankies! 🤩
Thank you to those who care enough to visit my blog.
It’s appreciated.
I’m aware enough that most people are better writers than me and I’m probably below average.
It’s a hard fistfuck when you do visit or admire another’s work, and they show zero effort or interest in the return.
I mean, I know I suck or you’ve formed some opinion of me that isn’t based on reality or compassion
I know
I spent all night cursing God
Yep
Even threw in a “fuck you too” once or twice
Free will you say
And I’m certain I repeated the “fuck you” with a very intense expression towards the sky
He’s God
He can handle my potty mouth better than you
It doesn’t feel very good but I never apologize
It is said with intent
I haven’t excluded anybody in my ascension
I can’t stop thinking about John Jones
I’m feeling more calm today about being grounded
Like maybe God wants me to finally use the pool
Or WALK
I’m good at walking, it’s something the military trained me heavily on doing, I mean I can fucking go 10 miles with blisters on my feet and still get around the next day
Not very happily but I’m training with Goliath
Most Soldiers love me
Especially my male comrades
The ones not barking, “can you even fire a weapon”
Well get on out there and find out
I had to earn my uniforms – and as a female – the pressure was greater for me to succeed
The higher ups always had me in leadership positions and role’s
Ross was always busy multitasking
Ross also was in charge of paying everyone
And when I’d go barreling into my battalion commander’s office crying having meltdowns, he’d always reply that I was really intelligent and smart
My first sergeant would yell at me for not crossing my T’s and I’s.
End of the world bullshite after you worked hours on a spreadsheet
Like spending a week writing an essay that your professor sends back with a bunch or red markings, including shitting on the title
Get in the bottom of the sea
I’m a perfectionist and I have a brain injury, don’t come at me
But yeah… when you make the big money the dictators make life mizzy (miserable)
Narcissism 101
Anyhoo! Getting back on my feet soon once I’m out of my head!
Imagine unplugging, to find yourself waking up with a chain around your neck by the devil
So the free will fuck you thing seemed warranted
I also wasted my entire life and I’m learning to let everything go
But not my wheels
I will sink with the fucking ship
I will tow it out to my land that I plan to buy before I die and I will be buried in it

I have a tomb!
I don’t want to die in my ride however
Or die at all
I’m not uploading myself into the Metaverse
I’m suing the government
I’m filing for state disability
I’m listing the names of every doctor mistreating me
I’m leaving 1 star reviews – because image is important to these demons
Don’t forget, these doctors and nurses took an oath
Y’all remember having a mole in the system
Well these days the mole is the Great Wall of China
India – the unholy city – the Great Pyramid scheme
Anyhoo, civvy war
I’m nearly ready
If I could just get out of the fucking bed

Hot spots: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal
They took away our basic human rights and turned it into a social credit system
And if you’re OK with watching Drew Barrymore chitchat unmasked while the audience sits masked, then you’re part of the problem 🛑
If you’re OK with children sitting masked all day at school but then getting to hang out in crowds all evening at the Super Bowl then you’re part of the problem ✋🛑✋
They’ve implemented change after change over the years so that our policies have been effected so much to the point that our basic human freedoms are gone
This was planned
And this is a playbook they’re using, I have no doubts this is why civilizations have disappeared in the past
The vax and the virus is chemical warfare
I’m an expert in my field
And I’m a damn good combat medic who deployed into a combat zone for several months living in the desert with lizards, camel toe spiders, and scorpions
I survived one of the worst sandstorms in 50 years that Iraq had seen and I mean it was the first sandstorm I had ever even seen in my life and it still up today has been the worst 👀
The skies turned red, it rained red mud
Maybe I did die that day in war….
It’s everywhere, it’s on my step
It was long overdue but I’ve finally updated my ‘About Me‘ section on my blog, and added a gallery with a few photos from my time in the Army plus a little back history of my life. It includes a few hyperlinks as well to additional information (like that time I applied to the Mars One project to live on Mars and actually became an official candidate). And an article about my unit during wartime.
If you are interested in checking it out, the full link is here: https://poeeternal.com/about/

Hi y’all. For the first time ever I’m starting to share War Stories on my Tuners radio channel and the thread got a reply from Alexander Ebert!!! This might be the first time I’ve ever heard a guy say they want to hear my poetry, and it’s coming from my muse, stop the fucking press! 🤓 I was actually worried that it would be boring and a waste of time to share war stories, and maybe not the right time even but then I got a response from Alex and his reply is just amazing! I’ll have to scramble up my war poems but now I’m inspired to write an even better one. Talking about war is not something I normally do, but I’m starting to open up and share more on my Tuners so be sure you follow and tune in! It’s free to listen and use (you can even use it anonymously). I hope you give it a listen!

Direct link: https://tuners.io/tracks/14006
Direct link to the thread: https://tuners.io/tracks/14006
Direct link to Alex’s reply: https://tuners.io/tracks/14010
Some music by Alex I dig: https://youtu.be/DHEOF_rcND8
Alex is like one of the most incredible beings to walk planet Earth so his reply is, to me, a big deal. Hunt the good stuff. ✌️
Another goodie by Alexander: https://youtu.be/LUnXgucl748
Growing taller as I grow with fear
Shouting louder, before I disappear
He’s like lightning striking where I stand
He’s a viking with an iron hand
Defending hollow ground with all his might
Filled with lust and left without sight
Love is his sword, he’ll insert the blade
Deep is the longing but there can be no aid
He’ll tell you a story while he watches you bleed
He’ll lick your wound like it is a seed
But give him more to ease his shake
He’s growing strong while more of them break
Needs they are a plenty
Goes for girls that cost a penny
Ghosts roam his oasis
Masks are his only faces
© Delia Ross. 2019
She took a shot
I took a swing
She felt a shock
I didn’t feel a thing
© Delia Ross. 2019
Ready for round 2…
Silence on the battleground
Blood on my sword
Sorrow now eastbound
Forgiveness I’m not marching toward
The sky is red
My heart is black
The love is dead
I’m not coming back
Tie my boots tighter
Brush off the pain
I am a fighter
Death is my reign
Casualties on the field
Integrity is my alibi
Your end is where I healed
So this is where you die
© Delia Ross. 2019
Like a snake he will shed
images that fill your head with dread
Under disguise in a flower bed
hissing & denying anything he’s said
Ole Copperhead is seeing red
He’s like an atomic warhead
A nasty fungus here to spread
disease & lies & pure bloodshed
© Delia Ross. 2019
Take heed my warning
For death is coming
The skies are painted red
Mud instead is raining
And burying the dead
No amount of training
Prepared for the bloodshed
© Delia Ross. 2019
There is no hope that lies here
It seems the desert beams with blood
Tears instead of rain do flood
Only the dark leers
(c) Delia Ross. 2013. All Rights Reserved.