my fuckass brother's calling me lazy for spending time writing. Blud only thinks physical activity counts as productivity. Uneducated swine. He doesn't know I'm literally thankyoujangofett.
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my fuckass brother's calling me lazy for spending time writing. Blud only thinks physical activity counts as productivity. Uneducated swine. He doesn't know I'm literally thankyoujangofett.
A slice makes the world go 'round
Oh me,
Oh my
My cherry pie
Filled with pits to choke me
As red as the kiss I thought we shared
But it was more teeth than sweet puree
I've tried setting the oven, but you preferred broil and I watched it turn
golden
Crisp
Then burnt.
I can still smell the faint sweetness of the cherries and the pits that rose into the crust
I pulked it out by foil to check the over baked crust of what was still cherished and made with love
I found hot lava tar with bubbling of what was
And partially uncooked cherries
I still got the best piece for you
Maybe a little under baked
I even got it on your favorite plate
Scoop of ice cream to hide the burnt taste
Homemade Whipped cream to hide the distasteful sight
I sat it on the table and waited for you
the whipped cream melted by night
Followed by a puddle of ice cream
The pie got soggy and turned to mush
Your chair is still empty now with dust in your place
I have the dust bunnies holding your spoon
They refused to eat it too
Instead they left a payment of fuzz that invited the mold
The mold turned into a red carpet that welcomed the flies in like the receptionist desk at a motel at midnight
I watched your chair and waited for you to make a creak to see what I've made for you.
To see the cherry pie I've made for you with love.
Poem by key (me ⊙﹏⊙)
Have you ever heard of the Ava's Demon webcomic?
I have, I personally don't enjoy reading comic or Manga style literature. ihave a very hard time following dialogue, as I'm very dyslexic and words are hard most of the time. I believe there's a novel version of Ava's Demon, but j have yet to find it.
Thank you for your ask though I appreciate it! :)
Random funny ख्याल but last me serious ho gai😑
I’m what men lust after.
Not what they love.
I’m good for a moment.
Not a lifetime.
my world is so empty
of love in which i have plenty
i wish id have told you what you meant to me
how we're meant to be
as to be loved so gently
you healed me
Socrates, in Plato, formulates ideas of order: the Iliad, like Shakespeare, knows that a violent disorder is a great order. -- Harold Bloom, Where Shall Wisdom Be Found?
A Maggot’s Meal
maggots eat my face, yet their stomachs remain empty.
they swallow my pleas of mercy, drinking at the bittersweet taste of my unborn words.
they breathe in the stinch of my misery, like smoke after a cigarette.
they defecate my existence back into the Earth.
slow.
painful.
useless.
they eat and eat and eat, go and go and go, but yet to consume.
their guts churn, inside out, as they eat and eat and eat.
nourishment far from near.
they eat for a reason that holds no validity.
they eat me.
mindless.
they eat.
why?
eat