Coined by my late best friend 💖
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Bad at being a woman, worse at being a man, nevertheless still kicking
Fear is useless and temporary, glory is forever
If it sucks, hit the bricks! You can leave!
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A long collection of poems to deal with the betrayal of trust from a supposed friend.
A gift to myself,
No rejoice,
No choice,
Decisions that have consequences,
Oh how I have come to know,
Oh how he did show,
I don't see him,
He left me high,
He left me dry,
Out of my life,
Hours of driving from me,
Hours of memories I don't want to see,
Fighting myself every moment,
Was I not good enough,
Was our familiarity too rough,
Expecting him to talk,
Yet he went away,
Yet here I stay,
Alone in my monolith,
Away from prying eyes,
A mask I wear to disguise,
Oh promises he made,
Ones he never kept,
Ones only true when I slept,
Silly dreams of mine,
Convincing me everything's ok,
Convincing nobody that he would stay,
A friendship or more,
I know not,
I feel distraught,
Feelings caught like snow,
Was it a psych,
Was my brain on strike,
Didn't see it coming,
How could I,
How I so wanted to say goodbye,
He is gone now,
Off with new people,
Off causing me internal upheaval,
Why was he capricious,
So quick to give friendship up,
So paradoxically enthused to converse and interrupt,
Sudden life changes upheaving,
Destroying my trust,
Destroying my friendship; scattered to dust,
Daily conversations no more,
Gone off with a new crowd,
Gone while I wondered aloud,
Wondering thoughts,
Wandering thoughts,
Too many thoughts,
Dangerous thoughts.
Yet I persist,
Despite it all,
To spite him if at all,
Yet messages I send,
Read by all my friends,
He reads them occasionally,
Knowing he is missing out,
My friends assist,
Helping each other no matter how small,
Noting the rise of our friend group and then its fall,
A path to healing around the bend,
Ignoring his pestering amends,
Knowing we could only see each other occasionally,
To combat our trust in his promises with our doubts,
He is gone now,
Do I even want to see him again,
Why didn't he trust me,
Not a word till the last minute,
Would he have even said anything,
Clearly not knowing what he was doing,
Leaving with scattered messy reasons,
Not one kept vow,
Not one mention of when,
Not one question answered clearly,
Yet despite not one visit,
There has been no emotion burying,
No emotional turmoil brewing,
I wish him the best among those legions,
If he was honest with himself,
It wouldn't have been pain of a million pinches,
Times reflecting when I could've helped on a whim,
Reflections that now cause me internal strife,
Making myself as my own opponent,
No longer having a buddy on my life's walk,
Not having someone I could hang with,
All about a boogeyman of a grade,
Now I must learn to be fine,
To prepare for what else is in store,
Recovering from the pain of his blow,
Marching along the path life keeps drumming,
And learning how to just say 'ciao,'
Growing more to spitefully not be suspicious,
To learn to care despite him leaving,
Hoping his decision was right; to join the corps,
Zane how I will miss you,
I certainly wish you the best too,
After it was clear you didn't trust me,
Thinking it over I now see,
I did everything I could,
Offering help like any friend should,
I trusted when you said you were good,
Blind sighted when I misunderstood,
I now can only protect myself feeling unsecured,
Taking two steps back from where I matured,
I can't let you back without healing what incurred,
Questioning the faith of words so absurd,
I believed promises so spurred,
Planning and promising when nothings insured,
I was hurt by the emptiness of your word,
When all that you said turned into lies and it finally occurred,
I trusted the words of just yet another impulsive nerd.
Jan 30, 2025
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Really i am coarsing through your veins. Bleeding you out. Striking a cord. Relinquishing my spine. Relegating autonomy to the massive misogyny. Reckless. unstable and a brat. Something to say at the least appropriate moment, It was us all along. The flute stayed in tune. I decided long ago I would stay. Only to let go of who I actually was. Be there when you can. You never were. Bribe your way to my heart. Lend a helping hand. Decide to be yourself. The glass shatters and I reflect on myself and who I used to be. Bad bad bad. All the same to me, I don’t care if you die of thirst. Your green with envy and it shows. Quite the pussy cat. The elixer is mid greatfuly so. I take my bath and lay myself bare. It shows. Just where have you been. All the while I have been searching and finding no release as to who I want to be. I choose this time. I decide where to put it. Wide awake and endlessly falling asleep.
Mar 1, 2025
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I know a woman
who keeps buying puzzles
chinese
puzzles
blocks
wires
pieces that finally fit
into some order.
she works it out
mathematically
she solves all her
puzzles
lives down by the sea
puts sugar out for the ants
and believes
ultimately
in a better world.
her hair is white
she seldom combs it
her teeth are snaggled
and she wears loose shapeless
coveralls over a body most
women would wish they had.
for many years she irritated me
with what I consider her
eccentricities -
like soaking eggshells in water
(to feed the plants so that
they’d get calcium).
but finally when I think of her
life
and compare it to other lives
more dazzling, original
and beautiful
I realize that she has hurt fewer
people than anybody I know
(and by hurt I simply mean hurt).
she has had some terrible times,
times when maybe I should have
helped her more
for she is the mother of my only
child
and we were once great lovers,
but she has come through
like I said
she has hurt fewer people than
anybody I know,
and if you look at it like that,
well,
she has created a better world.
she has won.
Frances, this poem is for
you.
Jan 28, 2025
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