2 Weeks
Walking
Without a car,
I picked up my walking stick and got going.
What else was there to do?
That's just how we are.
My parents did, my elders do, I was raised this way
Whether it's leisure or what must be done.
If he could
poetry
"re:"
(or try– same thing)
Theydies and Gentlethems, FRUSTRATING TIMES
Everything bad you heard about WordPress is true,
And despite the software fork of it,
This thing has been fucking frustrating.
This cobbled together thing is still mine
So I forgo sleep, peace, creativity
Trying every forum post and whim,
With Support Desk in my inbox
More than my loved
first day
In response to someone worrying about being good or knowing how:
That shit don't matter,
Practice creativity
Just because you can.
nothing/spite/since the shoe fits
i made the mistake of paying close attention to the news
and feeling sad
so finding a link to schadenfreude
made me feel better
and i felt my empathy leaving
those people are going to suffer too
while they sing praises
and i feel like i'm going to
What makes you feel nostalgic?
With the quiet chill
Different worlds awake
Adjusting to forgotten seasons
So that I may remember
How it felt to dream so young.
Delete, Babe!
So here is my parody to the tune of Chappell Roan's "Good Luck, Babe!" Shoutout to the rhyming dictionary and a thesaurus, couldn't have done this without you.
