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Like Rimbaud

Who spins round your moon now I'm not here,

Who's axis stands full tilt, bent over

Backwards for your viewing pleasure.

#poetry

For My One and Only Love, Forever and Always.

Have you ever been in love,

Felt the stars fall,

Watched the day die,

The light flow and ebb,

Across the ceiling like shadows,

Like the whisper of a tide.

Did you know

Some things can't be stopped,

Only started again, infinitely,

Again and again,

Some things are inescapable,

Like gravity, like planets,

Two moons circling a dark sun,

An endless void, circling still,

dancing always along the edge,

Never quite falling in:

The perfect balancing act.

When you know, you know;

When you've felt, you feel,

Keep feeling,

And the morning comes,

As it always does, just so.

Some things

Can't ever

Be stopped.

#poetry

#paul verlaine #it weeps in my heart

#word of the day #saturnalia #the plague #camus

"Meanwhile Rieux was listening to the curious buzzing sound that was rising from the streets as if in answer to the soughings of the plague." (104)

#word of the day #sough #the plague #camus

"The first month of the plague ended gloomily, with a violent recrudescence of the epidemic..." (92)

#word of the day #recrudescence #the plague #camus

Currently Reading: The Plague by Albert Camus

#the plague #albert camus #french existentialism

Today in school I learned

I am not a good writer. I know that I am not a good writer because I take my body to class, take the necessary notes, and take in each word carefully; cautiously, like a breath, like each consonant contains power. Still it’s, “B”: better luck next time, or an “A-”: almost acceptable.

Maybe my criticisms aren’t caustic enough, my wit found wanting; barbs lacking the brutality necessary for adequate bite.

or,

Perhaps the broad chasm where my heart used to be has finally claimed all my creativity.

#the truth hurts #what we actually learn in class #my best does not feel good enough

what she doesn’t know can’t(can it?)

She’d be proud if she knew. She doesn’t know though, what I don’t want her to know(anything, I don’t want her to know anything.) Maybe I’ll tell her though, let her know(everything, I could tell her everything.) She’d love me if she knew. She might(right ?)

#doing the right thing when no one is looking #a mother's love

overcast(or one more time with feeling)

I’ve decided I’m going to live(again) for rainy days. For how they make me feel. Alive (again).

#rainy days and mondays #here we go again

Unnamed Poem 2

The hardest part: Waking up everyday Wanting to die when Your body wants To Live.

#waking up #still wanting

Unfinished Thought (1)

I don’t go there often, Anymore.

“#”

that moment when you realize that their pain is more real than yours could ever be, but: it still hurts.

#hashtag #the truth hurts

THE(?) truth

But drugs aren’t the answer, are they? Death: is

#truth be told #death

Untitled Note (I)

A lot of it’s about change; things changing Those first breaths of chill air, And fragility; things are fragile Life and then Not.

#change in the air

10.26.18

“Two Motrin™ and a Tylenol™ . It does the same as the Percocet™.” “…” “You know what I mean.” Ha. Do I?

#motrin #tylenol #percocet #toothaches #one of these things is not like the other

10.25.18

I write to save my life. How arrogant.

#writing #life #arrogance

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