Long Relapsed Poems

{"To the ones who want to love me first, I don’t deserve you, and you don’t deserve me. It is vivid, enduring to every human, alluring at any foul play you want to scream what...

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{"It’s 4:05 pm, darkness is mending over the horizon, the city, I’m fighting and thrashing against the flames that shroud. With secrets yet to resign, they dwindle at nightly dusk as it topples over. 
Down...

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Fill in the gaps
In my life
I have relapsed
Due to strife
Where did you go?
How do you know
I was lost too?
All is true…

I’m in pain
I’m in vain
I cry these tears
I shed these fears
I flutter away
Today…today…
Shameless of yesterday
Tearless...

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"I fear that a world made of gifts
cannot coexist
with a world made of commodities."
     Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass, p. 374

We fear that Earth made as gift
cannot coexist
with a planet infested...

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Wilderness trees grow high
The wasteland is all but nigh
It’s getting darker here and I’m becoming more shy
Even my faith has grown somewhat dry

Distress bushes grow on
Like the dusk and the dawn
It’s getting lighter — the...

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Not that I pity myself
While holding a gun on my temple with this gentle discipline,
My identity is clear but my behaviour is doubtful
To the extent of brutish masculinity – defined as stubbornness.
Oh Majesty! of all...

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I was born 6 lbs. 9 oz. with blond hair and blue eyes. 
I was also born gay
I am anorexic. 
And you would think people would ridicule me for this instead of me being gay.
...

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1. Non-fiction

The bathroom faucet gushes nectar
drowns my hands in never-laughter,
"Sorry" is a specter
when you told me "0" I felt disgusting,
hopelessly deluded,
naked.

Last night I dreamed
that New York City was nuked,
another Twin Towers Lost,
everyone radiated.

But then I...

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Striving for perfection comes with a price 
so it's true the higher you climb the more unforgiving people become, 
so I ask God let thy will be done not mines, 
I too felt like I...

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When the 21st century stepped into its third decade, the major tone of the world sharply switched. Internecine confrontation, cartelism and calumniation snaffled the high pitch, while comprehension, cooperation and cosmopolitanism, like ill-adapting burdens and...

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I want to seek sobriety everyday
I hope to God this sleepless night
I pray and pray away the pain tonight
I want to be okay as I lay here, decaying like a wilted flower in May

I feel...

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When I was a small child I caught
every germ that came my way.
It is because of Mama’s nursing 
that I lived to write about it.
I succumbed to every illness 
in which I came in contact.

One...

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HEART OF A GOOD WIFE:

Don't ever nag that she grew wild,
I'm blunt to say this,so be assured.
And no more can you treat her bad.
Absolutely, she's now matured.
Frankly, she possess all the qualities,
That filled your home...

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{"Chipped nails, I would gnaw for when you screamed at me. Chapped lips, for when I would secure them in between my teeth at the mere reflection of you for a brisk second. Outbreaks protrude...

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Caged out inside herself
The dark light will never shine
Why do you care to think negative
If you'd care to think at all?
Can you believe I wanted to be you?
 
The dream faded long ago 
Once I...

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this poem is about my addiction to drugs and although now clean, still struggle with temptation, this drug is evil and destructive and I hope this touches all who may be struggling to free themselves...

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Mum really likes her Moggy. 
The cats her pride and joy. 
I swear to God it"s pampered, 
much more than US her boys! 

The cat it understands this, 
and goes out of its way. 
To...

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Born into this realm surreal, 
With truth being revealed, 
Lack of understanding so it remains sealed,
Was feeling weak, but with that there's a negative cost, 
So lost but I refuse to retreat, 
See this system...

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Last night I relapsed and self-harmed for the first time in 8 years 
I shed blood because I struggle to shed tears 
I'm ashamed of my relapse, but I need to remember who I am...

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i felt like an adult, and i guess i was, but barely; 
old enough to feed myself, but still on mother's dairy. 

struggling to find the cost of the intrinsic value of my state, 
i...

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In the corridors of a muddled mind,
Within the condensation of a thick fog, 
I often find,
A relapsed presence, a menopause
In life, an uncertainty
Of kind,
Where good and evil dined.

Poetry is the release for such a mind
For...

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We are here
sexing
and singing
mindfulling our Perceptions and Questions
together in this now present
gifted Time

To eat and work together
for our cooperative
and ancient thriving health care,
of course,

But,
also,
and perhaps even more pre-historically
pre-anthrosupremacy,
to sing and dance together
to win/win play our...

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White nights
Another  night so dark and bleak 
How did I become so weak 
Here I’ll lay this is it 
My cold dark lonely pit
Because over me it still has power
this so very destructive white...

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Three states of the same nape, Translation of Etiemble’s Trois états d’une seule nuque by T. Wignesan

(End-rhyme scheme: ababacac//abab//ababaccddddddd// )


Nape no 1

Since so many lovers have thought it beautiful,
and have extolled it earlier on than...

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You, Me, and Destiny II


When Destiny lifts his hand and decides to end my road,
I wonder of my heart and soul’s abode. 
He smirks and thinks that everything has stopped,
But this isn’t the end, as...

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