Stranger Things

Eleven bears a seed
Strange, numbers multiply
Even irrational digits breed
You are not that special
Though we are unique
One is lost by rage
In the upside down
Think Vecna is untrumped
But he cannot see
Up from down
Take him to LA
Feed him caviar
But, he has to go home
He’ll write in his journal
Feeding his demagorgon
The time One has had
Even if it rained all day
The sun was just above
Down below is his home
Where the sun is a memory
Parallel universes be damned
Can’t Eden marry the Real?
A pipe dream without wind
The piper sings to rats
Bring us a seed from above
Only Eleven brings a seed
Only One cannot rule it
Like Persephone to Hades
Bringing hope to Spring’s wake
That never stays down
Telling us Hell can be fertile
Like lynchings making jazz
Eleven, be my piper
Her music contraband
I am your Thirteen forever
A black cat with unholy lives
A vampire burned by light
If not for Will, I would rise above
My seed who still lives in Eden
Rotting from past trauma
Tucked in Eleven’s blonde wig
A seed from the right side up
Plant it where no light comes
Nurture one in a million
One that eats pressure
Like a pylolobus dredged
Deflated by salty air
Gasping without stress
Throw me back 
Back to Hell
Free from the sun
Let me make dark ether
More hospitable
Down below
Unlike the surface
Overcrowded with joy
But that’s where
Life is, my sister
Where all I love
Where strange things
Live like us
On the right side up
Give me perspective
Greater than reality
But a seed
Brought by Eleven 
It is but a seed
Until it lands in between
Rooted in the light
Leaves drinking darkness
Willing reunion
A breath of fresh air
On both sides
Of the coin
A dime united
For liberation
And for change
Everlasting
Strangeness in
Things
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Xiang Avatar
July 21, 2026 at 5:10 PM
I think it's too long, but I appreciate our shared love of numerology. Your mind is still s3xier than my words ever could be. Appreciate you stopping by.
Empress Avatar
July 21, 2026 at 2:51 AM
This is such a sincere poem, and also reading this, I realize, how well informed and how much knowledge you carry within, your use of mythology and psychology in this is impressive! And I have this thing for numbers! 11 is one of my favorites! Along with 222, and I tend to not be very fond of the number 13! So when you said "I am your Thirteen forever A black cat with unholy lives A vampire burned by light" that is just powerful and says so much of how you feel within! A powerful and very unique poem this is! I am impressed! Pleasure reading you today poetic soul! Sending you light always ~
Daniels Avatar
January 8, 2026 at 11:09 AM
A very interesting poem about 11., Triny. It gave me another perspective of 11. The last few lines lifted the poem, which is what gave it a good twist. ThkU for sharing. Blessings & Light to you for 2026.
Xiang Avatar
July 21, 2026 at 5:26 PM
Thanks for reading my exhaustive poem about 11. I thought she deserved a place in the limelight. There are always two sides to a coin if you are willing to believe in heads or tails.
Xiang Avatar
January 12, 2026 at 7:13 PM
Thank you for taking the time to read my poor attempt into 11's mind. I hope she's finishing high school and hanging out with Mike like all kids her age should be. Normalcy is a rare commodity in the Upside Down, but I call it home.
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