#doc luben

[fishingforwords]

i want to live.

jonathan safran foer, extremely loud and incredibly close || sylvia plath, the bell jar || robert frost, the road not taken || t.s. eliot, the love song of j. alfred prufrock || everything everywhere all at once || doc luben, love letters or suicide notes || wikipedia || john greenleaf whittier || hamilton: the musical, who lives who dies who tells your story || mary oliver, the summer day || carlos ramirez, the fig tree

#web weaving #my weavings #on life #on choices #jonathan safran foer #sylvia plath #robert frost #t s eliot #everything everywhere all at once #doc luben #counterfactual thinking #john greenleaf whittier #hamilton #mary oliver #carlos ramirez

[lillyli-74]

How do we forgive ourselves for all of the things we did not become?

~Doc Luben

#doc luben

[angeloncewas]

I love you, ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?

[ love, wikipedia // falling, clare elsaesser // the kindly ones, neil gaiman // peace, taylor swift // capsized, clare elsaesser // 14 lines from love letters or suicide notes, doc luben // end of the world, clare elsaesser // oh distant you, wilbur soot // motherthing, ainslie hogarth ]

#web weave #web weaving #poetry #love #love as burden love as apology love as hope #i would like to disclaim these are my fears not my feelings #doc luben #clare elsaesser #taylor swift

[random-poetry-account]

#poetry #all the things im not #doc luben #14 lines from love letters or suicide notes #charles bukowski #mahmoud darwish #f. scott fitzgerald #sally rooney #conversations with friends #ryan o'connell #david wojnarowicz #a memoir of disintegration #sylvia plath #three women #mieko kawakami #heaven #hanif abdurraqib #a fortune for your disaster

[sameoldloneliness]

"like a wild animal gnawing off a leg to escape the jaws of a trap, i force myself to find new places to call home. inescapable choices to deal with inescapable tragedies. i just worry that i only have so many legs to stand on, and one day i'll fall and hit the basement of loneliness."

what is the nature of sacrifice?

fake out - fall out boy // atonement (2007) // the year in ugliness by arabelle sicardi // 14 lines from love letters or suicide notes by doc luben // crazy rich asians (2018) // the perks of being a wallflower (2012) // symphony no. 2 in c minor, or the resurrection symphony - gustav mahler // myself

#musings about intense convos with friends #thinking today about all that i had to give up or leave in pursuit of actually being happy #not just people and places but also ideas about myself and the world #fall out boy #atonement #arabelle sicardi #doc luben #crazy rich asians #the perks of being a wallflower #gustav mahler #webweaving #compilation #parallels #idk folks notes app poetry made itself into a post again

[rapidstar64]

My personal collection of unhinged poetry memes

#poetry #unhinged memes #richard siken #crush quotes #14 lines from love letters or suicide notes #doc luben #I’m sorry I am gatreful

[a-bird-dreaming-of-freedom]

– Doc Luben, "Love Letters or Suicide Notes"

#doc luben #book quotes #book quotations #letters

[yamahathebike]

14 Lines From Love Letters Or Suicide Notes - Doc Luben

one. don't freak out.

two. we both know this has been coming for a long time.

three. i've been staying awake at night, wondering if i should tell you.

four. i bought the kind of crackers you can eat. they are in the hall cupboard.

five. now that we have watched all the episodes of True Blood, i do not know what else to do next.

six. i always imagined this would happen without warning, and like suddenly on an ocean cliffside. but this is the kind of thing where waiting for the time to be right would just mean waiting forever.

seven. i've just been too afraid for too long.

eight. i came home on tuesday and found all of the chairs i own stacked in a tower in the kitchen. i don't know how long they have been like that, but it could only have been me who did it. it's the kind of thing a ghost might to to prove to the living that he is still there. i am haunting my own apartment.

nine. my grandmother was still alive when i was five years old and asked me to check and see if the iron was hot enough yet. so i pressed my hand against it, and it was red and screaming for hours. twenty-five years later, she would still sometimes apologize, in the middle of conversations, "i feel so bad about making you touch the iron," she'd say as though it had just happened. i can't imagine how we forvive ourselves for all the things we didn't say until it was too late. but how else to you tell if something is hot but to touch it?

ten. i keep imagining my furniture in your apartment.

eleven. i wonder how many likes this will get on facebook.

twelve. my dad used to tell same joke, but i can't remember the punchline.

thirteen. i was eight years old, and it took three weeks, three eight year old weeks, imagine, to gather everything i would need to be batman. rope. boomerangs. a mardi gras mask with the beads cut off. i couldn't find a cave near my house, so i buried them in a bundle under the ivy. for years after, i tried to find that spot again. the ivy grew too fast. i searched in so many spots, it seemed impossible that i had missed one, but i never found it. how can something be there and then not be there? how do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

fourteen. i never had the courage to buy bright green sheets. i wanted them, but thought they were too brash, even with no one but me to see them. i bought a set yesterday and put them on the bed. i knew that you would like them.

#here's one of my favorite poems before i share my own #doc luben #14 lines from love letters or suicide notes #poems #poem #poetry

[mylyy]

14 lines from Love Letters or suicide notes.

(by David "Doc" Luben)

One. Don't freak out .

Two. We both know this has been coming for a long time.

Three. I've been staying awake at night, wondering if I should tell you.

Four. I bought the kind of crackers you can eat, they are in the hall cupboard.

Five. Now that we have watched all the episodes of True Blood, I do not know what else to do next.

Six. I always imagine this would happen without warning and like suddenly on an ocean cliff side... But this is the kind of thing where waiting for the time to be right, would just mean waiting forever.

Seven. I've just been too afraid for too long.

Eight. I came home on Tuesday and found all of the chairs I owned stacked in a tower in the center of my kitchen... I don't know how long they have been like that, but it can only be me that did it... It's the kind of thing a ghost would do to prove to the living that he is still there... I am haunting my own apartment.

Nine. My grandmother was still alive when I was five years old and she asked me to check and see if the iron was hot enough yet. So I pressed my hand against it and it was Red and screaming for hours... Twenty-five years later and she would still sometimes apologize, in the middle of conversations, "I feel so bad about making you touch the iron" she'd say, as tough it had just happened... I cannot imagine how do we forgive ourselves for all the things we didn't say until it was too late... But how else do you tell if something is hot but to touch it?.

Ten. I keep imagining my furniture in your apartment.

Eleven. I wonder how many likes this will get on Facebook.

Twelve. My dad always used to tell me the same joke, but I can't remember the punchline.

Thirteen. I was eight years old and it took three weeks, three eight-year-old-weeks, imagine! To gather everything that I would need to be batman. Rope. Boomerangs. A Mardi gras mask with the beads cut off. I couldn't find a cave near my house, so I buried them all in a bundle under the ivy... For years after, I tried to find that spot again.The ivy grew too fast. I searched in so many spots it seemed impossible that I had missed one, but I never found it.... How can something be there and then not be there?... How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?.

Fourteen. I never had the courage to buy bright green sheets. I wanted them but thought they were too brash, even with no one but me to see them. I bought a set yesterday and put them on the bed. I knew that you would like them.

#button poetry #slam poetry #love letters #spoken poetry #suicide notes #world poetry slam #doc luben #love #art #poetry

[asoftepiloguemylove]

"How do we forgive ourselves for all of the things we did not become?"

Doc Luben, 14 Lines from Love Letters or Suicide Notes

#doc luben #14 lines from love letters or suicide notes #poetry #poem #slam poetry #spoken poetry #spilled words #spilled thoughts #spilled poetry #spilled ink #spilled writing #dark academia poem #dark academia quote #dark academia poetry #dark academia writing #dark academia #tw suicide

[anxsity]

on who we thought we shouldve been

Florist, "Vacation" // Doc Luben, "14 Lines from Love Letters or Suicide Notes" // Donna Tartt, "The Secret History" // Warsan Shire, "To Swim with God"

#webweaving #florist #doc luben #donna tartt #warsan shire #releasing this from my cave. the hoard. #it doesnt have to be perfect it just has to be finished it doesnt have to be perfect- #anyway. #i dont know how to be what i wanted to be when i was 5

[oldwinesoul]

“How do we forgive ourselves for all of the things we did not become?”

—Doc Luben; 14 Lines Love Letters or Suicide Notes

#poets on tumblr #dark academia #aesthetic #spilled poetry #words #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #19th century #vintage #love poem #dark acadamia aesthetic #dark academia books #renaissance art #renaissance #poetry #dark academia lovers #vintage classics #dark acdemia #doc luben

[tallbisexualwantstobeloved]

"I promise, I will never forgive you. / There is nothing about you that needs to be forgiven."

- Doc Luben

#doc luben #poetry #tw suicide #the poem is about that very thing actually #but i like this quote so much #mine #the post not the poetry #organising tags rule #twitter link #(ew) but its where to find the author

[doclubenpoetry]

#doc luben #poetry slam #nerd slam #robot love poems #slamlandia #Bigfoot regional poetry slam

[thwartedromantic]

How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

-Doc Luben, 14 Lines from Love Letters or Suicide Notes

#quote #button poetry #doc luben #14 lines from love letters or suicide notes #creative writing #loss #forgiveness #potential

[firefly-foibles]

“But how else do you tell if something is hot but to touch it” 14 lines from love letters or suicide notes, Doc Luben

#doc luben #button poetry #slam poetry #14 lines from love letters or suicide notes