Writing from Chet d.M.

Stuff I wrote that no one will read. Some is old and some is new

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Out of the Ether

Startling hand clutches my ankle

Wrenched from my bed

Dragged across the carpet

Skin burned

I attempt to scream

A fist flush to my mouth

Thrash in the bewildering dark

But it's stronger than me

Now disrobed I quake

Awaiting the moment of violation

I do not assent

I do not consent

To life

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Writing

I slit my throat to bleed on the page

Screaming the words that come out

But no one’s listening

All my prose falls into the abyss

And now I fear I've stared to long into it

 Stared too long into it

  Stared too long into it

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Hospice

Autumn is illness Leaves fall like hair All is left thin and bare Crooked bones exposed The tormenting ebb of warm and cold Raking leaves in palliative care Dread and longing For the kind finality of winter

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Clarity

I've seen them Can only see them Exposed No masks Nothing to hide the grotesque Demonic Animalistic Wretched Disgusting Faces of Sapiens

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My Will

Wherever I may die please let my body lie beneath this big prairie sky

With visions of grain elevators

Crumbling in the sun

No longer awaiting trains

Abandoned tracks run endlessly on

Yellow fields

Line the road

Wave in easy synchrony with the wind

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Here and now

A heart can be divided

Portioned out and given away

After all of them whats left of yours?

Is there anything to give to me?

Any new realities?

Or is it all old and tired

Rehashed experience

Corroded by yesterdays

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Too

You've heard that song before and that one too You've watched that show and movie too You've been there and you've done that too You've eaten that food and drank that too You've cried over all of it and you've laughed too You've kissed this way and fucked that way too You've had and broken hearts and mended too You've rode in my passenger seat and in theirs too But I haven't                                                                                                     For me this is all new

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I want you to know that your poetry is absolutely amazing!

Thank you very much 🙏. I will need to start posting more again.

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Sick

My eyes eat words Indigestion occurs I regurgitate them instantly Spewed logorrhoeicaly

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Goodnight

In the dark the radiators buzzing My head hurts It will hurt tomorrow And people will look past me I won't speak a word all day Then I'll go to bed and turn out the lights The radiator will buzz and my head will hurt

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Reflections

In self examination

In meditation

I search for center

of being

A whole

Where I can drop a pin and say this is where I've been

  Elusive entity

My humanity

that I grasp after

Surely

Eternally

  Deep and shallow

Questions arise

Answers not apparent

Blind eyes

The limitation of words

The fallibility of mind

A person

A soul

A conscience

myself

I cannot describe

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HOW ARE YOU SO GOOD WTF

I didn't think I was that good but I really appreciate the praise. I'm glad you enjoy what I write

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I plant seeds

   to grow trees

   that sprout leaves

   where I write things

   no one will read

 Leaves that turn brown

   and fall to the ground

   gently softly

   without a sound

 Where words decay

   and rot away

   piling higher

   everyday

 Until the rain falls again

   and returns them

   to where they began

   a place of dead leaves

   where I plant seeds

   to grow trees

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Drive

I swerve in and out of coherence All over the road and off the map A finely calibrated machine given to a drunk to drive The power of 500 horses inside Screaming thunder Unsafe dead or alive

Power pulsing I'm prepared to drive day and night Compelled by insanity to find the wasteland Pulled by something incomprehensible Combustible thoughts comedic and divine Hurtling towards the evening redness