What I Am -often- failing toFully take into account isExactly how much writingI do whenever revisingMy old Poetry – thusThen – neglectingTo remember itAs I rarelyRepostThemRatherI just leaveA note behind inThe previous post, likeI Am haunting it with my ghost https://open.spotify.com/track/0WaaPFt4Qy8sVfxKz43bCD?si=Y0oKoLlES4OXcg_Fs9D5gQ https://open.spotify.com/track/7M2btgPmLO4nT7UQC3Phpt?si=DgpzbmIERimx5TJvbOaKJQ [1st draft] What I often fail to Take into account is Just how … Continue reading Re:Re:Visionary (Erased)
Category: Poetry
When I Can Remember
Do you vote in political elections? I try to, but if I'm being honest, I hate politics, so most elections come and go without me noticing. I have mixed feelings on voting. I believe the majority of the time, voting is pointless. Almost no one votes based on research done on the candidates. Thus, the … Continue reading When I Can Remember
Kakyoin’s Hierophant Green (Dio’s Dial-Up Internet)
What Happens N Between? Kakyoin -standing proud- &Green -as string beans- with hisRed hair -like cherries- He's lickingThen chanting -2 summon- his Hierophant-Cannonballing- N2 this Verdurous SeaSo, making a big -Emerald Splash--Now- swimming N cash, ’causeTime B Money & meaning -K-Does -N'deed- figure itOut -about Dio- & how-The World- works asTime -stops- thus-Now- becoming-Stiff- likeMeat … Continue reading Kakyoin’s Hierophant Green (Dio’s Dial-Up Internet)
Make Belief
v.2 I realize how WeBegin make believingLong before ÜnderstandingIt B 1's choice 2 believeWhatever it is Ü want2 make 1's beliefHow 2 becomeWho I AmReally& meaningÜ becoming N§weet's DestinyÜ can call it whatÜ want - like Fate orBeginner’s Luck - eitherWay, it B impressive howÜ R able 2 make A beliefBefore even learning how v.1 … Continue reading Make Belief
How The Truth Works (Socko’s Submission)
The difference betweenFacts and The TruthBe how The TruthDoes not just sit around& wait for your every beckoningLike a Sinister liminal sock puppetReady to spout out how the world works& though everything he says is trueNot one piece öF Truth is spokenBy any entity Whö submits 2 Ü4 The Truth waits 4 Nö∿ØИΣBesides HIM and … Continue reading How The Truth Works (Socko’s Submission)
Bipolar Buffalo Bill (Diagnosis)
There’s somethingStrange aboutDiagnosisIt's making me want to hideInside of my Ignorance &Far from IlluminationöF true ConclusionWhatever comes with such a notionBut how can you put Sweet EmotionInside a box in a pit, put lotionOn the skin else Ü will never winThis grotesque game of charades asBuffalo Bill’s pulling the stringsLike the pin to humanity’s grenade … Continue reading Bipolar Buffalo Bill (Diagnosis)
Nothing – C’est Comme Ça
What gives you direction in life? I don't really have direction. Sure - I'm moving, but I'm walking blind. For all I know, I could be walking in circles. The closest thing I have to a compass would be my music. I'm pushed & pulled by the groove. It's like a magnet guiding me to … Continue reading Nothing – C’est Comme Ça
The Heisenberg Üncertainty Principle (Λll B Gone Unless Ü R Wrong)
There exists an infinite number of validExplanations for “Why?” & “How?”Even for “When?” & “Where?”So Ü can never B certainWhich of Chance’s random lotsWas chosen for this particular clockThough I can give Ü a little bit of a hintThat’s sweet & fresh as some thin mints:The 1 answer which Ü can B certain ofIs that … Continue reading The Heisenberg Üncertainty Principle (Λll B Gone Unless Ü R Wrong)
The Hazy Moon Looms
Hazy as a moon in June When it's nighttime noon And I'm playing some tunes That make me act like a goon Or a baboon or maybe a buffoon Any way you count it, I'm a loon & oh-so soon all shall see to whom I sacrifice Sanity as Calamity looms So ends my expulsion … Continue reading The Hazy Moon Looms
Hazy Jane
Cracking open another Hazy Jane My beer - not my dame, although They both make me feel the same Waking like being hit by a train A crazy headache inside my brain Making me think I've gone insane Guess that's the name of the game Trying to go -step by step- & yet Even this … Continue reading Hazy Jane
Soon Enough
A little anxious tonight May is always messy & Hell is supposed to start Whatever that means I wish I knew What I was talking about But I guess I'll know Soon enough









