Mad Ravings

A side-blog to post my dabblings in blackout poetry.

[strange-chickens]

You said I was worthless 

And yet far down his soul was weak

He had weakness

And I am fire

[strange-chickens]

I waited

“Should I go?”

“No”

Struggles with living make it complicated

Challenging eyes

A blank stare

“What are you doing?”

“Oh...nothing...”

[strange-chickens]

I live in a fantasy structured from complete fabrication

Those fantasies are liberating

[strange-chickens]

Not everyone is going to like you

But you do you

[strange-chickens]

Love with unspoken understanding 

And if you do not follow 

Then don't come crying 

[strange-chickens]

First time doing blackout poetry. Not sure if it makes sense but it was fun to figure out.

Text from @whumpadoodle WYOA Story