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Nobody actually wants to fall in Love Because the Truth of it all, it's terrifying To fall, especially from somewhere so tall As Love's like a drug taking you to cloud nine Yet, I'm afraid of heights So even though I'll be more than alright Happy as kids on Christmas opening bikes But the thought … Continue reading Stand 2 Close / Pushed N Love
Recently ∿ there has been this Cannibal Trailing Me like a fresh piece of meat For her to eat, starting with my feet So that I can see Me, becoming feces As I squirm, twist & turn, like Her Intestines, intended to become mine New home, only for a moment, because Soon she will be … Continue reading My Cannibalistic Mistress
i.e. Here are some poems with the word "business" found somewhere N them: Come up with a crazy business idea. Misery Business Whenever Ü finally accept Misery really is your Destiny A Life becomes far less miserable For, Misery becomes permanent company LLC ~ incorporated like pen & ink So, don't take Her personally Ü … Continue reading Moonlighting Monsters Meeting To Manufacture Misery Business
Disconnected / Plugged⌁N I’ve been feeling Rather “Disconnected” For a majority of my week Meaning, I’ve felt low_energy Like a robot, without its battery Or a desert, run on hydroelectricity Generated with this, a water wheel Oasis Which turns out to be a mirage merely But now feeling Plugged⌁N, finally Again, so like I Am … Continue reading PHP∿IOP Poetry [29 November 2023 – 5 January 2024]
Burning down the guest house Trying to exterminate a mouse Like dealing with a head louse By decapitation & now my blouse B covered N blood, need to douse With soap and water like a spouse Tackling chores so trying to rouse Up energy like I'm Maxwell or Gauss As some things only end if … Continue reading Burning Down The Guest House
Searching for feeling N the void Found N my Heart-Shaped Blackbox Built to outfox these freaks who Walk like a cock is up their ass As they pass without even a word When becoming impossible to read Me, nor guess what I Am thinking So they know not of mechanisms N Me, made to bring … Continue reading Heart-Shaped Blackbox (N Utero)
Panic! Attack ! A Hot Needle Stabbing Over & over & over & over & Over & over & over & over & over & over & Over & over & over & over & over & over & over & over & Over & over & over & over, again Over & over & … Continue reading Panic! At The Picnic (Making The Messenger Go Mad)
Sharing similar §tories & so my best advice B have Patience with your §elf since Answering "Whö am I?" & "what do I desire?" B much more important than Ü moving forward Moving forward, blind with Apathy navigating leads ܧ to lost waters then, §wimming N Circles https://madmanphilosophy.home.blog/2022/06/06/pointy-circles/ https://open.spotify.com/track/5FhaG2uuOPmPcGXO9aniCH?si=D_ZH5gFXSzePYpw1zbmwxA https://open.spotify.com/track/1XJXebSUqjmat7YmuMc5HK?si=EKfYDcvvToCbuHxhjCSSMQ https://open.spotify.com/track/7oqO91OMRHWLYjadZsh34V?si=RyMXLtAtSZy0waXAVvy4Aw https://open.spotify.com/track/2dgrYdgguVZKeCsrVb9XEs?si=roozaXLET7qaWGe3NCLJjw https://open.spotify.com/track/4jXl6VtkFFKIt3ycUQc5LT?si=B4CNw8QmTDGVVy0yTIxQ7Q https://open.spotify.com/track/66h8hB4In6t725WtAPL23J?si=ALhQvbdmSAi50YOs8YmxHw https://open.spotify.com/track/7yiOte1eSM0npbr8sEIuzs?si=kd0WwtZzTKGglaVWmuQjpA … Continue reading 165 – Circle Questions [Revision]
GAME OVER|dead clocks reset Time for some new beginnings After losing, now I'm winning Having relinquished my sinning & quitting the bottle I used to Throttle like a lot full of cars & bars, causing trouble for Me as I'm treading barefoot on rubble so Rugged like stubble on my mug, 'til I try to … Continue reading GAME OVER: Continue? [Yes] | No
Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it? I never really had anything that I was particularly attached to. Even as a kid, I wasn't very materialistic. Sure, I wanted all the toys like any normal kid, but I never really experienced that formative bond with a stuffed … Continue reading Memory Cards
When I open my eyes Like windows of a soul To let in sin, as if wind Keep an eye out for my mind It's like that fat, indoor cat Who's never even been out back &Looking, for a little birdie snack Quick and nimble, like running track Might just sneak out that little crack … Continue reading Open Windows
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