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[tellherium]

It was Never about You //

3 of 3: Poems From the First Evening I've Spent Alone in Over a Month

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[memories-beneath-the-skin]

Is it possible to love too deeply, with too much addiction or passion?

I look at the plants as they reach for the sun

I watch the moon move the oceans

The heart has no limit to its depth

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[itisiives]

Some thoughts and feelings I have about banned books:

case in point about the educational banned books:

A 10-year-old Delaware girl confessed to her mother that her father had been sexually abusing her after she had read "It's Perfectly Normal".

"It's Perfectly Normal", a book that teaches not only how the changes children experience as they grow older and that wanting to explore their own bodies and that there are different sexual orientations, but teaches consent and that adults touching them is sexual abuse, is one of the books that conservatives have banned.

And geez, I wonder why Republicans banned it.

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[n-ehpamoi]

A sound, solemn and slow, this way comes. Meandering, it makes it way to me -- steady and unrelenting -- A wave, so solemn and slow, this way comes -- and I will wade out to it's embrace, willingly -- My mouth open wide, to drown there in it's wake -- It's mouth open wide, to add another ridge Into the unending breadth of it's waves.

In an eternal slumber, brought on by cacophonous sea, I will dream of teeth and nothing else.

I desire a wave hungry, and evermore, unstoppable, to swallow me whole.

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[ivderail]

😺 Thats a dumb expression IM IN BETWEEN JOBS. Are u psychic? How are u sure that ur GOING to get another job? Ur just a loafer. U dont deserve to eat 😺

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[kiramalibu]

when you choose love

it will become a practice

that will transcend into a habit

that you’ll never want to quit

you’ll one day see that hate

has no place in your heart

kira malibu

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[lslaathaug]

You’re better at showing love;

I’m better with telling you, “I love you.”

Somewhere in the middle we meet.

I’ll tell you how much you matter 

in the grandest of terms, and you’ll 

show me in the tiniest of ways. 

I’ll describe the Milky Way 

as an ocean of lights

reflected in a tea cup,

and you stop the car and

point up at the real thing.

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[no-landbeyond]

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[deadg4l]

my father killed himself a month before both of our birthdays,

my cousin broke the news as i stumbled my way home from school.

suddenly, the poems i wrote about feeling like a weak fucking fawn were relatable again

as my legs go numb and my knees fold in on each other.

-

how do i tell my mother that my stomach feels like ive been on six too many fair rides and that i may combust if i move too quickly?

how do i tell my aunt that i just need to stay in bed for a couple weeks because i can even trust my own body to complete routinne functions?

how do i tell my grandmother that whenever i hear his name my head starts pounding and my body shakes?

-

it's twenty days away from your birthday

and my little sister cries to my mother

she wasn't your daughter but you two shared a birthday

(you always said she stole your birthday thunder)

she asks my mother with a small, trembling voice

"will she hate my birthday forever?"

-

i don't know how to explain what the fuck is going on within my body

all i know is that i feel like a ticking time bomb and my timer is almost ready to ding.

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[tellherium]

my angel numbers have moved from 111 to 222 and I am doing my best to think more than ever

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[memories-beneath-the-skin]

I want to touch your soul

Hold your heart in my hands

Press my lips to yours

Whisper my love until I can not speak

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[freezingat90]

i hate poetry

i hate the sentences twisting and threading through each other

i can’t stand the long words, descriptive words,

trip-on-your-tongue words

“her lips were cherry blossoms”, i hear

her lips are raw flesh, raw feeling, and that’s it, i think.

zeus strikes me down with metaphors instead of thunderbolts, similes instead of lightning

i hate poetry, i tell myself

i hate its winding words and all-knowing narrators

i hate feeling the intense gaze of someone so passionate about their words they could burst into flames

i hate the content cozy feeling that runs through me,

but even worse is pouring your heart into words, letting descriptions and sentences fill your mind until it overflows

and you know you want to write you want to let out all your sorrow your sadness your happiness your anger

i hate poetry,

for it breaks my dams

and shatters my careful walls.

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[n-ehpamoi]

And I wonder at this point if the distance is just

second nature --

what's natural about

keeping everyone at arm's length,

what's normal about

having spent

so much time convincing people

I'm an open book, that

they all think they know me?

Hell, I don't even know much,

myself.

Second nature, to keep them away --

even while it's second nature

to wish

to be known.

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[ivderail]

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BURZAGOM is a nihilistic Filipino duo that uses anything and everything from grindcore to funk to krautrock to dub to black metal to classical to noise to electropop to avant garde to bossa to film score and whatever else they could get their hands on to wrap their spoken word diatribes in. Their album Kontrabida (which means villain in Tagalog) is 100 per cent homemade. The vocals were recorded on a cell phone and sent via email. Then all sounds and music were built around what was received and what was discussed over messenger. Work on the album started in mid-October 2021 and was completed in late December 2021 without them ever meeting face to face. BURZAGOM are: Simbuyo D. Maunawaan (from Calamba City): all music, all sounds, all instruments, arranging, recording, production, mixing, concept Eric Barabas-Hestas (from Santa Cruz, Laguna): vocals. Produced by: Grandi O. So

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[sunafterthestorm]

Lessons

There are certain lessons that I have learned that have eaten me alive. They have chewed me up into scraps of nothing, spit me out, only for me to crawl through the darkness, struggling to find a safe space among ravenous wolves.

There are certain lessons that I have learned which could not be taught by words or phrases, but sometimes your worst nightmares have to come true to light the fire again.

Sometimes you can say “I Love You” to someone a million times and all they will hear is "I am sorry, I am too broken to be loved back." 

You can force feed kisses to someone who hates the taste of your lips, but finds refuge in drowning themselves in someone who prefers to watch their suffering. 

I have bled through tears and begged the universe or anyone for forgiveness just to be able to stand again. There may always be something pushing you down, but don't forget what happens every day. Don't forget that the sun and the moon have their places. Don't forget that every star has a name. That the birds never forget how to sing That the trees grow their leaves back every Spring, that Time can be a terrible thing,  that Time can be a  wonderful thing.

Some of these lessons have eaten me alive, Some of them reminded me why  I am.

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[lslaathaug]

Mourning Ritual

The sun said to me this morning,

You have to break.

You have to change.

For your sake, the world was shaped,

and you are stardust and ashes—

the fuel for the dawn

that must come after.

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