unaware
how to be aware
whilst i’m only aware
of how damn tired i am
this morning
poem a day
October 23, 2024
grand plans
for so many poems
but the attention span
to leave as soon as they’re started
October 22, 2024
i have a whole half of a table
open for use
but i choose
to set up my laptop as close
to the mess of the other half
as possible
i suppose i work best
in cluttered
chaos
October 21, 2024
why
am i so resistent
to being told what to do?
is the the literal years/
two whole decades
of being told education is what i “have to” do
and that it all “has to” be this way
only to find out
in my mid-to-late-twenties
that there are so many other ways,
and our education system is so flawed
not just with resources allocated unequally
but in the literal ways the textbooks read/
that everything is touched by humans
and nothing is objective
ever,
and sometimes it’s traditional
and sometimes it’s one person’s power grab
to create a hero
where there was only a genocidal maniac before,
and the myth of history being written by the winners
really puts a black-and-white/violence is supreme
kind of spin on it,
and the loss of momentum
i was always warned against
is simply
the burnout i feel
now
it’s not that i hate being told what to do
by a person or persons —
it’s the whole system
i refuse
to listen
to
October 20, 2024
the one good thing
about it getting cold
outside
is that i now have the excuse
to get cozy — donning huge sweaters
and huddling in warm, fluffy blankets
with hot tea
or hot cocoa
or hot cider
and indulging in a comforting book or tv show —
as the weather blisters outside,
inside
aiming
for nothing more or less than cozy
October 19, 2024
i keep having
a day or two
of respite
from my utter desolate sadness
that makes me think that
maybe
maybe
maybe
it’s over
maybe
maybe
maybe
i got through it
maybe
maybe
maybe
i can actually
do this thing called
life
but then it comes back
and
i’m so damn sad
October 18, 2024
if i sit perched
like a little bird
will the words stream out faster
and faster
like getting ready for takeoff
flying
soaring
through ideas and concepts and
landing with the right words
every
time?
October 17, 2024
playing with the puppy —
a necessary respite
from morning pages
i feel too tired to write,
and an upcoming day
that i have no idea
how
it’ll play
out
October 16, 2024
you can’t
tl;dr your way
out of world information
[as much as those in power
would love you to do so]
be informed
out of
spite
October 15, 2024
oh no
when the algorithm
hits
hard
it
sure does
get it
right
[as much as i try to
avoid
being known
and perceived]