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One time this guy I started dating sent me a pic of his dab rig that broke when he tried cleaning it on the stove

Like so

Undeterred by his struggle, my mind surged with ample determination to showcase my assets as a future viable partner.

So being the true alpha I am, I immediately cooked up these memes

Which made him literally laugh to the point of exhaustion.

So I demonstrated my worth as his future alpha.

The reasoning being that my powerful and throbbing wit literally took his breath away.

So then I rocked his world with a final meme

And we’ve been together for 2 years.

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“Enough”

Now as I am deep in thought

Lost in possibilities

A question

In grace

Falls softly from my

Executioners lips,

What makes you happy?

A hush falls

With bone chilling

False hope coating

My velvet voiced deceivers

With Cheshire Cat smiles

Licking their lips

They mock

With jest and jeer,

Who are you?

While I think

I know where I’ve been

And what’s to come

Comes then

The understanding of

Carefully balanced cycles

A web of lies and truths

Created with precision

Born from my fears

All the Things that

Hurt and harm

With willful glee

But just enough

To keep you going

The gentle reminder

That what appeared to be broken

Will be mended

And recycled

The Human form

Unzipped

Brought forth from it

Who we are

In our innermost being

We Idealized the

Good and bad

Our thoughts and deeds

Is a fractal repeating

And changing its direction

Infinitely found

With the exact-

And past patterns,

forgotten

Forever changing

So

With rejoice and repentance

I took your hammer

To break the pattern

To change this direction

To change my mind

Again and again

And now I am changed

A thought now crosses

My mind, I now remember

That what appears to be gone

Might actually be gone

So

Who are you now?

They smile and sneer

And I don’t know.

I reply,

I am becoming me.

I search the room for a response,

Only to find empty space

Nothing more than space

I hope that’s good enough

-Dillon B.

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“Now, Today”

The day is now

the night comes soon

Cyclical bliss

Remind me

Of the past returning

I am born anew

Inside it calls

The soil,

Yearning

The grass,

Reaching

Ants,

Searching.

As i find the meaning

I ask

How long

Have I been gone?

The sky above me

Envelopes me

The grass beneath me

Caresses

Breathe within

Breathe without

In

Out

In

Out

In.

Out.

Outside the sun kisses my skin

As the shadows dance

In delight and decay

My warm hand

The cold grass

Heals each other

In balance

The defiant individual

Cradles it’s opposite

They are Complete

With the other

In grace, I exhaled

The old way

Wilted once more

To be born again

Someday

And I know

To bring in the new,

Today.

I know

Everything will be okay

So it is.

I know

and

Now.

Today.

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“Salem, Massachusetts”

My fear came to bless me

Much like a preacher

I sit in acceptance

Self love became teacher

All through the night

I toss and I turned

For I had had suspected

My body might burn

And the eyes I saw through

Twisted and turned

When I was suspended In time,

What had I learned?

That some forgotten promise

might have been made

I pray for forgiveness

Though in self I am saved

And this maze I’ve found myself in

It’s wild with flowers

And Thick with thorns

In awe, I rose cautious

In my strength, did I cower?

With myself as my guide

I sat there for hours

Split in two,

I was one became three

Inside the other

The other inside me

Fighting Acceptance

Fighting my pride

Fighting the self

With myself as my guide

I regarded myself

The kind one, the martyr

Unknowing that all along

Who wanted the slaughter

And the web was created

These things became fodder

Inaccurate readings

Had fate become teacher

No.

Is it a choice?

Did it matter?

My path had resistance

My strife, it grew fatter

Grief became teacher

My hand on my heart

A sudden change

A false start

Aflame, thrown asunder

Astonishing the scene

That acceptance did show

If the end is okay

What did I sew?

Perceive me

Know me

The self

I did hold

Forgive me

Love me

I am safe

I am whole

I am mind

I am not lonely

For with me

I am held

I have acceptance

the struggle of three

I hold myself

Now, I trust me

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Too. much. exposure *synth plays softly in background*

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A Leo ft. A very Leo belt

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In candlelight, I sip the lies

I am spoon fed with

It occurs

To me

As I lie here daunted

By the absence of darkness

The light—

With all it burns

I pondered the deep depths

The void could inspire

And in that gleaming depths born from it—

The will of our desire

The earth

as I knew it

Unknowing in

My comprehension

Still, I sit, in fear-like wonder

What will come in our final hour?

Raise up or descend

Us

Fleshed and bound—contortionist

Them

We may never know— ventriloquist

I ask,

The moment we lost control

I imagine

Long time ago

In this dream we are apart

A fraction

A fiction

Us, willing captives

We form our reality

Knowingly, we forget

The secret writing inside

We are incomplete

Hidden from ourselves

Forbidden

Our love is our will—

Our hearts,

The fuel to fire

This life, our act

Unwilling to bend in

Desire

Here I will raise myself as a model

Here I will mock my stature

Here I will create my own image

My statue, however instrumental

Contrasts my true form, a rebuttal

-Dillon B

(Late night poem I wrote from 8/30/2022)

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New haircut 💙