wild
slingshot
whiplash
speed between
panic-induced emotionality
and depressive apathy
with absolutely nothing in-between
Author: HJ
September 11, 2023
how lost
am i
that i don’t
feel things
except panic
~~~
stressing
less
than i probably should be
given
circumstances
but more
than i probably would be
without
anxiety
(are they related?)
(probably)
~~~
maybe
some day
i’ll finish a
whole big-ass poem
(but probably not today)
September 10, 2023
it’s still so wild to me
that i can miss the puppy stage —
with all the tiny pounces,
and bumbling bounces,
and round face,
soft fur,
clumsy,
smol, smol creature;
and yet
see the videos/
want to cuddle
but prefer our puppy as she is now —
grown in to her scruffy self,
developed such a strong personality,
knowing her toys,
showing her smarts,
happy smiles,
looking to us
(her family)
for support.
puppies are incredibly cute,
but dogs are where
it’s at for me.
September 9, 2023
when will my longing
return from the
war?
[a poem of irony]
[i think that’s the right way to use the term]
September 8, 2023
who else
has gotten
this far in life
just to
question
everything?
~~~
probably
a lot of people
actually
amiright
~~~
books
bringing
creativity
tv shows
about
gaming
where is the fantasy
in my own
life?
where can i
create
and write
and adventure?
where can i
do all the things
buzzing about
in my little
MaybeHD
brain?
September 7, 2023
perhaps
what i actually want
and need
is creative collaboration
and i just don’t know
how in the world
to achieve it
because of growing up
as a severely independent
only child
September 6, 2023
ska
jazz
celebratory
kind of morning
puppies playing
puppies smiling
puppies allowed to be puppies once more
September 5, 2023
a reminder–
i write poetry
a reminder–
i do this every morning
(and post it)
a reminder–
i’ve been doing this
since april 13, 2021
and have
at least one
poem
up
every day
(sometimes three)
(a couple of days, six!)
a reminder
for other people to remember
because sometimes
(often)
(almost always)
i forget
to tell
September 4, 2023
sudden raindrops
out of a halcyon sky
[so cloudy
it mimics
a deep clear blue]
one drop
then two
then a few
only on me
only on me
until they start to fall
on kip
and computer too
and we walk
swiftly
(but don’t run)
back home
to enjoy this summer storm
in peace
and
coverage
September 3, 2023
queer
people
in positions of power
in the film industry
(at least the parts i’ve been a part of)
always help
create an atmosphere
of love
and respect
and care
and what the industry
could be