i’ve lost my mind
inside
a well aged mansion
on a first planet from the sun
filled with animate skeletons
and backstabbing
and mystery
and…
i haven’t lost myself in a story in so long
in a world like this one
i feel obsessive
obsessed
and like i want to compress the time between time with my headphones
making excuses to do chores
take walks
just so i can know what the heck is going on
and it feels refreshing
but also like i
wish i could write a story
this immersing
poetry blog
March 28, 2023
the numbers keep growing
and the aftereffects more known
more dire
more forlorn
and the masks keep coming off
and the faces i see/ones i thought cared like me
for those unlike me/
but apparently
i was wrong
i feel like an island
alone
in a storm…
March 27, 2023
i have so much pent up poetry inside me
and not enough concentration
or mental stabilization
or even the words
to get it all
out
in any sort of way that i could even slightly say
might change a few happenings
around here
i need
some
hope
March 26, 2023
poetry
[for me]
is simply raining down
haphazard hail
at whatever can capture my words
and showing off this bouquet
of symbols making meaning of emotional existence
and asking if anyone at all enjoys
the fragrance
[and/or the mixed metaphors]
March 25, 2023
my focus
is splayed
delayed
i’m afraid i can’t
write any more
making my mind search and find
the one thing it was looking for:
a subject matter—-meta-poetry
meta-subject
meta-focus
can the brain only focus
on itself
when i’m like this?
March 24, 2023
the thing they don’t tell you
about using your own body as art
is that some days
and even some weeks
things will feel harder/
take longer/
not align the way you’re used to/
but
if you push through
build the strength/endurance/technique you need
you’ll survive those times
and come out the other side
even more artful than you were
(at least that’s what i’m counting on—
i might still be in ‘one of those weeks’
even now
we’ll see
we’ll see)
March 23, 2023
oh no
i
gotta wake up
better
today has been
full of blunders
and it’s not even 8:30
yet
~~~
today’s date
3/23/23
32323
i know it’s human-made
and kind of slap-dash at that
but it still pleases my
little crow brain
to see the numbers
all aligned and repeated and palindromed and all that
~~~
my stomach is churning
and my heart is racing
and i have no signals to say
if it’s anxiety or physicality
or some weird mixture of the two in me
but either way
i’m just a little
uncomfortable
today
March 22, 2023
puppies
with clean bills of health
get long long walks
and no more crate rest
and a tiny bit of rice
from the sushi feast we got
to celebrate
March 21, 2023
it is spring
officially
but what does that mean
for me
and my freezebaby tendencies?
March 20, 2023
the puppy playfully pleas
with the cat who can’t help but hiss back
and they paw at each other
and they stare and they struggle
and i hope one future day, they can be real friends
kipventures 