Poetry

R. I. P.

R.I.P. my hopes and dreams

‘Cause this world’s never what it seems

You need to look between the seams

To find you’re all that someone deems


Sky

I stand in the sky

I fall, and I say goodbye

Goodbye, cruel, cruel, world


Diet

Hunger, facing food

And not consuming it all

Painful regression


Solicit

Captured, he says

It’s never their fault

T’was our brainlessness


Knife

Blood pooling near me

The dark red liquid bleeding

Through your essence here

 

Revenge tastes so nice

Metallic, with a sweet touch

Mixed in with your scent

 

A note of regret

For what I had destroyed, both

On this plane and more

 

Existentially

No one knows what I have done

Except one; where is she

 

I do not know that

I do not know what I know

Except – I do know

 

I wish I didn’t, though

Wish I hadn’t grabbed it

Wish it was still clean

 

But what is a wish?

A hope, which can’t be obtained

It’s dirtier now.


Scat

Doodly doo doo

Doobee doobee doo doo doo

Shadiddly bang


Haiku

This is a haiku

Five syllables, then seven

Then five at the end


Alaska

To escape a maze

A labyrinth, if you will

She went straight and fast


 

Yay poetry!

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