Juxtaposing Emotions

// • Ryder • They/Them • Living on Wiradjuri lands in so called “aus”• \\ I write ~little poems~ sometimes when I can't sleep, so I put them here and nobody cares but it's cathartic so fuck it. I reblog other peoples poetry ~here~ Sometimes if I'm feeling up to it, I'll post ~my photography~ too. ~@rarabro & @rydxrbro~ for the Insta-G.

[clubriots-deactivated20140509]

[rydersworldbro]

The wedding bells on Neptune’s breath, a sour miasma to awaken to. The sun rose in the west. The chimes toll - the ringing won’t stop: did you know Bezos is building a 10,000 year clock? Direction is temporarily unfathomable, I cannot find the right side of the bed, or the right side of my head, and there is a shadow of residual grief in the shape of regret and youth unspent, and the smell of your brand of cigarettes hovering over my chest. A nimbus cloud looms, filled with the most human of destress and sweat and precipitation and palpitation and everything thats been left unaddressed. Inverse, everything in the wrong kind of reverse for a few swirling seconds that also contain the entirety of the unknown universe, I come back to myself like a bird swoop landing, back into the nest that is my home, my tangle of waning bones, and I realise although I slept several hours last night it feels like it’s been years since I got a decent rest.

Then again some just call this the wrong side of the bed // ©️@rydersworldbro

[winterfellis]

[why-am-i-breathing-deactivated2]

[rydersworldbro]

Blurry, blurry -

hindsight is 2020

what a vision!

An entire year

as a moment of indecision!

The division

leads to imprecision

of perspective;

eyes turned outwards

one day, like monocular prey

eyes crossed the next

getting lost in the depths

of trying to see yourself clearly

in a hall full of shattered mirrors

(are we all just shattered mirrors?)

getting ready to crumble off the walls,

one trip, one tumble, and down it all falls.

Reflective fractals // ©️ @rydersworldbro

[danger]

[audidas-deactivated20140331]

[rydersworldbro]

My body was the first place I ever left,

and the last place I thought to check

when I was frantically searching -

seeking to find myself.

Home // ©️ @rydersworldbro

[major]

[teavibes]

[rydersworldbro]

The jaw coming unhinged - a wide opening for the eruptions. Seven generations of limitless iterations of trauma - rising to surface. Our infinite expressions of perspectives birthing through this portal mouth; revolutions wrap around tongues as we vocalise, and wrap language around visceral internal quakes of change. The world unleashes dormant words - a levee caves and the dam wall breaks, the built up pressure demands to open the gates. No turning back now, through is the only escape. A primal scream - all mouths agape. A collective roar so raw that it’s too loud for some to hear; Do not despair that it is not felt in their hearts and falls not on their ears - they went deaf from the noise they kept inside their own souls for far too many years. Mourn their senses, and tend softly to your own. We are still here - the others who wail into the night just to remember we are capable of cacophony... To remind each other that sound and frequency travel much further than our minds can comprehend. There are souls who scream the same way you do, if you close your eyes you can see and feel them too, jaws unhinged; wildly yelling their rage and passion and love and hurt into the face of the stars - and the night is quiet and the sound, it resounds. It resounds.

I hear you // ©️@rarasworldbro

[chrono-s]

Edi

[literarydeor]

[rydersworldbro]

“No vacancy neon lit up across my chest - here is the place only I now come to rest. The transience of the former guests has left an aching that only I can address. Truth is, the healing had to happen long before they laid their luggage down. I just couldn’t see clearly enough to patch myself up, before they came to town. A heart must break over and over to heal a soul and reveal what holes need tending - so I live lonesome; lodging beneath my own ribcage until I’m confident that I’m mending, and to my own wholeness I am ascending”

Heartbreak Hotel // ©️@rarasworldbro

[gusty]

[liebesdeutschland]

[rydersworldbro]

Lemon rind;

the flavour never changes -

I keep biting into skin

expecting

something other

than the bitter

that’s always been.

Family Tree (acid) // ©️@rarasworldbro