Discombobulated's Poetry

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Monday, September 10, 2007

the tyranny of nostalgia

the tyranny of nostalgia 9/10/07 nostalgia is a dreadful thing romanticizes chance encounters brushes with interesting people whom you’ve idolized you believe they are the only ones who can touch you you symbolize something for me something I can no longer touch and the inaccessibility is maddening Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Your past

Your past 9/8/07 I’m suffocating under the weight of your past it’s so much shit piled on me it makes it easier to grovel though I’m already on the ground but I would imagine you don’t care about my apologies if you did you wouldn’t bury me under your past Sign in to see full entry.

Your love

Your love 9/8/07 Your love is an abandoned house bleached, desolate shutters bent rusty nails and broken glass wizened and sterile withheld and tired spiteful in anger your punishment doesn't fit my crime yearning for past perfection your love was little comfort the promise of passion never... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 7, 2007

Tired

Tired 9/8/07 tired tired of the nausea anticipating your anger fearing the reaction the past piled up a mile over my head I do so many things wrong I’ll never be perfect enough for you you may even still love me but that means nothing your love is hollow your anger is limitless and its intensity... Sign in to see full entry.

An update on the drama: it's over

The insane drama is over (I hope). I was a little too "straight up" with him about how frustrated I am in our relationship, which pissed him off. He wrote me a vitriolic e-mail, and said he needed to take a breather. His e-mail crossed the line in my opinion. After apologizing I told him we need to... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Let go

Let go 9/4/07 you can let go you know it won’t be hard for you you lost the love poems you wrote for me you can lose me again you know letting go of me is something you always did very well Sign in to see full entry.

Some prose

I'm letting him go but it doesn't mean I don't still love him. Still love you 9/3/07 I feel like a weak, sick person. Weak and sick in the invalid sense. Despite all of the past, the present, the future we’ll never have, the evidence against us, all the times we’ve missed each other by five minutes,... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 3, 2007

The reason

The reason 9/4/07 That’s the reason we’ve got no future We’ve got too much past Sign in to see full entry.

A bit of prose

"It was a dream, Arwen. Nothing more." 9/2/07 There isn’t much that is solid about you and I. I’ve seen you with my own eyes, held your hands, have felt your fingers in my hair, your arms holding me. I felt at ease with you, until I learned later of your frustrations and pain behind the scenes as I... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 1, 2007

Untitled

Untitled 12 April 07 It’s a thirst that never dies A desert a river could not quench There’s a black hole lurking Everything is never enough. This is a repost. This poem reflects how I feel at the moment, though it comes and goes. Sign in to see full entry.

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Poetry intended to relieve the dissonance in my head and my heart, but meant to be read by others, as poetry just for myself isn't cutting it for me anymore. I'm taking the plunge, and looking for feedback. And wondering if there's anybody out there.

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