I am determined to do this for a year. I have nothing to say. I do, but I am on loads of stuff and none of it is connected and nobody sees any of it. Or maybe they do
But these are some poems from my big word file called poems
we will not be defeated
whatever it is that we are doing
we are going to keep on doing it
because even though we hate it
it is us
you cannot defeat us
your god is nothing to us
we respect you stupid shit
but we will live our lives
we didn’t want the capitalists to bomb you
we didn’t want the capitalists to exploit you
but we are just people like you
and we will keep on doing what we do
we will die
we will be replaced
we don’t like it either
but we live in this world
and we will die here
and we will die with the beauty that our parents taught us
just like you
even though we don’t agree
we will carry on doing what we are doing
if you kill some of us
there are way too many of us for it to be interesting
we will live and die in our lives
you can not fucking beat us
even with your silly god
we laugh at the cunt
let him kill us
not sure what was going on there. its ironic, but still, not great. let’s go on to the next one
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cities will burn
they will crumble and become tombs
there will be no paintings or sculptures
only gun metal and wreckage
books will become useless
trees will become a memory
animals food
nothing will grow in this charred earth
the oceans will become chemical experiments
if there are things alive in there
they will kill you
you few hardy and futile survivors
No mercy there
the rich will live on a space platform
the poor will live in earthly hell
our sins back to haunt us
beauty will disappear from the world
art will mean nothing
love will be science fiction
the whole world will be one long Auschwitz
Vote for Stanway 2028 and I will deliver all of these promises and more
yes that’s more like it. It’s a reference to a Bukowski poem, but it’s ny poem. it is in that beatnik stye though, like the rhytm is hidden in the words
one more
Nirvana Unplugged
What a beautiful man
I would shoot myself if I was that beautiful
Nirvana at the time was like some weird thing
I wasn’t that into them
But they were the best band
A lot of people were into Guns n Roses
I preferred Nirvana to Guns n Roses,
Even though I was 13 and didn’t want to shoot myself
This poem doesn’t rhyme lol
It was a huge deal that he killed himself. Like it took a while to sink in, I was a child in the English countryside, it didn’t affect me.
But I did like Nirvana and found it disturbing. Much more relevant to me was Amy Winehouse dying. Like I’d just gotten over that and she was younger than me and she did it and she was so good at singing, and there’s hardly any of it.
I kind of hated her for it. But I mean if someone kills themself, I have had that thought, but to do it. Must be some program I don’t have
Ok one more poem. I’m in a flow state
Good in my life
i have so much good in my life. i fall off the wagon and annoy you
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i wish i told you good
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it will and we will win
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life is hell now. i can’t watch the news
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but it’s beczuse we are right we are upset
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israel will end. newcastle will get a cup lol
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this is the dark before the storm and it always is
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that is why we maintain. because if you stand in the dark you get the sun when she rises
well that’s me. and no more poems. there are a load so probably more
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