“Glutton” (big sister core is making up your own words)
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“Glutton” (big sister core is making up your own words)
Poems I Only Write For Myself
Good morning
Wish you the best far far away from me
do you think they ended up together or no
I’m listening to angry music
Nothing hits the vein
I’m letting the wind set me straight
I can’t let you win
A.M. Roberts
I could make a career out of writing about being in ur 20s
Im back!!!! (Says me, to no one)
they don’t make the songs any slower or sadder
belly of the whale type shit
No title yet, but I had fun 🤪 think the existential calm of being better but not feeling finished
i actually don’t want to go anywhere or do anything
i’d actually like to spend the next 50-60 years
turning to dust at this desk,
eroded at the lake, consumed by my bed
I actually know nothing at all
I don’t want to die, I just want to be still
watch the time pass and be it’s witness
what better reminder that I am alive
than to sit there and soak up
every milisecond
of it
I’m so intimate
with the movement
of the minute hand
savored like
frozen grapes
on a hot day
now isn’t that,
truly living?
when your
personhood
has been
so discarded
it feels
an honor,
a service
to feel,
wait,
hear,
sense,
each time my heart slows
two truths and a lie
this one goes out to all of the other Midwest girlies who feel endlessly inspired by the endless amounts of gray nothing between October and March
All Wrong
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