To name is to claim
Name of the game
Game is in the name
For gains and fame
Cover them in shame
Never take on blame
And threaten to mame
Those who oppose
Barrel burning change
And all that remains
To play your games
At least you claim
On your name...
#poetry #micropoetry #braindrip #resist
May these words
Cut like razors edge
To the bare bones
Stalled marrow
Distribution
To hold sense
And courage
Close with both
Hands like
Tourniquet
To save what's
Left
#vss365 #poetry #resist #bluewave #bluestorm #trueblue #truedem #brainspill #micropoetry #introspective #braindrip
Grave digging
First I scoop
With a foot in mouth
Then I shovel
Out excuse after echoes
Finally I excavate
My convocations to ghosts
Going as far as to
Fire and brimstone
To keep warm
And away from it all
So I keep digging
Until I'm in my
Grave
#vss365 #poetry #micropoetry #thoughts #braindrip
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New Entry has been posted!
If you'd like, you can check it out here: open.substack.com/pub/whatacha...
Thanks for reading!
#vss365 #poetry #micropoetry #bluewave #bluestorm #trueblue #truedem #resist #resistance
#braindrip #brainspill #bluesky
In my morning rise
Of dust filled curtains
And stained eminence
Asking moon to move sun
As dawn reaches the door
To knock and welcome
Me to another great day
Can't stand to see it
Such a lovely sentiment
Coming from nothing
To realign
My calendar.
#vss365 #poetry #introspective #braindrip #resist
The market is lesser today
Should've happened sooner
But thank the poor bastards
For their clerical errors
Not much left, mostly last
Weeks wares and old supply
Not anywhere near anything fresh, prepped, or readied.
Hmm...
May have to forage
Before dark...
#vss365 #poetry #introspective #braindrip
Phrased sequences
Of letters and symbols
A sieged admonishing
With picked cozen lines
Where even maps lose
Direction of your intent
Realizations of lapsed
Thoughts that were in
The crevices in gray
Matter machinations
A barrage unleashed
Until gentle breezes
Wake me
#vss365 #poetry #braindrip
Sipped in tearful tea
Spewed lukewarm seas
Read writing on the walls
In unbarred room and halls
In the amber slashed skies,
That seeps out, immortalize
The turning of the last page,
Suffering numb macrophage
In blissful desired anguish,
An allegorical vanquished
Fragrance
#vss365 #poetry #braindrip
Trust
Rupert tears
Held by strangers
With buttered fingers
A #sweet danger
Startled fears
Distrust
#vss365 #poetry #micropoetry #braindrip
#brainspill
