our planet is merely a floater in the fading vision of a god, meanings swirling and blurring in the #cataract whirl of the universe #vss365 #poetry

the endless #splendor of thundering waterfalls will still fade with time #vss365 #poetry #haiku

the #timid witch conjured an image of my death, apologetic even with her knife at my throat - "apocalyptic prophecies tend to come true. gods be with you" #vss365 #poetry

I was #obsessed, possessed by the thought of a world without dreams. I fought through a forest of them each night, but when I was finally the one to wield the darkness, I could not escape the feeling that their roots would soon return. #vss365 #poetry

I circle him, drawn in by black hole charm, I must escape #orbital #velocity #vss365 #poetry #senryu (except that last line but it's on purpose)

winter window— plum branches ink the glass #haiku #poetry

#stellar confession the dark sky blinks #knowingly I am unburdened #vss365 #poetry #senryu

the #crazed crystal vase sits, full of water and rose I dare not touch it #vss365 #poetry #senryu

this #beastly weather it's raining cats and dogs - what's next, alligators? #vss365 #poetry #haiku

math #mystified my young mind, the numbers standing in for problems unseen, the question of how many cookies all cleaned up. nowadays, I know the numbers, and still get the wrong answers #vss365 #poetry

they #enchanted this lunch tray, so that it would never be empty - I will never be hungry, yet never satisfied #vss365 #poetry

Floaters #miniscule lifeforms dance before my eyes, shaped by slowly failing sight #vss365 #senryu

And should my fingers #kiss the keys coalescing memories into word and scheme and rhyme these echoes of a former time Can the brush of skin on skin the breath below the ache of sin condense again the we we were: a truer me a living her? #vss365 #prompt #poetry #poem #amwriting #writingcommunity

the #kiss is dead, saccharine sweet like a mouth full of spent Pop Rocks our #passion, boiled too long burnt and spoiled beneath the surface #vss365 #poetry

a mistake forms a gap, a #lacuna between expectation and reality in which my hands dither, vacantly reaching for what was there before #vss365 #poetry

More games should have a cowardly baby mode. More games should let me suffer less consequences for dying or mistakes. Should have a "I just want the story" mode. Games should not pride themselves on "look how difficult we are". I'm bad at video games and I wanna experience the good stories too :c

I’d rather sweat and #ache and bleed then let A.I. fulfill each need. #vss365

the moon #aches - growing pains, as light returns to the sky and human eyes torn butterfly wings with each #touch they slough off scales where'd the body go? #vss365 #poetry #haiku

"whalefall” a behemoth falls #pale worms make homes in the #bones the heart of a reef #vss365 #poetry #haiku

The sun is #lambent through the dusty windows. My breaths come quick and quiet, the ground beneath me watered with my #blood. This was a temporary building, like my body, broken open by the #wound. I don't know who to blame. It is getting so dark. I look for the stars. #vss365 #poetry

‘Doc, you gotta help me with this chronic #pain. I can’t focus.’ ‘Tell me about your average night.’ ‘Well, they wear a suit of armor and carry a big sword.’ ‘No, I mean what happens at bedtime. Is sleeping difficult?’ ‘I don’t think so. I’m pretty sure they take it off.’ #vss365

#vss365 Stiff Words Each knuckle clicks like old typewriter keys. My wrist strikes for better working conditions. I nudge my heart, ask if it's still on shift? The brain reminds me: “we still are just slower” As pride edits what pain forgets the poem quietly retires. #pain #poetrycommunity

we are all haunted by memories of summer I breathe out my #ghosts #vss365 #haiku #senryu

the #soul is a poor instrument the voice can be divorced from the mind, from the body a melody in an empty shell but the soul is always you, your joy, but your #pain as well and a trembling hand is not vibrato in any but a virtuoso's hand #vss365 #poetry

They should stop making new games for like 25 years so I can start to catch up

I #soothe the ragged edges of my #shadow where I have pared it from my fruiting body - it did not want to change, does not have anything bursting inside as I do so I let it go, bleeding #vss365 #poetry

the clouds #obfuscate the sky, hiding the source of the #thrum that drums the fear into our bones but where to run? it is everywhere, the sound and the unearthly glow I kneel and wait for the final blow #vss365 #poetry

I can feel my unborn stories thrumming beneath my skin I can’t yet let them out but perhaps I’ll let you in #poetry

I have stocked my #quiver with arrows made of silver and trekked to the top of the hill my heart and teeth set - I will kill the moon. For weeks it has #waned in fear, weak but a smaller target. I will thread the needle. My heart fills with bile, desire as I let my arrow fly. #vss365 #poetry

office plant leaning toward the exit sign #haiku #poetry

a bee hangs on the #cusp of a silk rose, searching for sustenance on the lawns of the dead #vss365 #poetry

it was all a #ruse the bruise self-inflicted, a lie to lead the lies #vss365 #poetry #senryu

#slip into a different story we need a new genre tragedy's wrung out the heartstrings; let's step back and focus on the story beat onward, heart #vss365 #poetry

life is a pastry mostly sweet, with sprinkles of tears, #drizzled with grief #vss365 #poetry #senryu

#unmoor my poor heart from this waterlogged body let it sink in peace #vss365 #poetry #senryu

we #bend the rules past breaking backs aching from carrying so many expectations, exhortations to be the best you think we can be #vss365 #poetry

The cafe's decorator had mistaken #slapdash for #kooky, every wall covered in kitsch that couldn't quite be called charming. There were walls where walls had no business being. I had a sudden vision of a collapse, me, being buried by one bad brunch decision. #vss365

the grocery #delivery always comes early usually before I wake, and as I break open the box I imagine the workers like ants in a warren, depositing food on doorsteps for those encased within #vss365 #poetry

the crinkling petals #adorn the floor, the light buzzing in an empty kitchen #vss365 #poetry

there's biology in my brain, yet I get #spooked by math and logic #vss365 #poetry #senryu

a small #oddball sound amid our lives' #symphony 'bloop' in the ocean #vss365 #poetry #haiku because humans love a good mystery noise

#Balderdash! he bellowed, #clueless as the walls and the net of facts closed around him, a shark with a bellyful of guilt #vss365 #poetry

doing a tarot reading but using an apples to apples deck, is this anything

‘I’ve seen that look before. You drinking cuz you got bad news?’ ‘The worst-just got fired from my #dream job.’ ‘That sucks. What was your job?’ ‘Technician at a biology lab. I experimented with mixing Cheetah DNA with Crab DNA.’ ‘What happened?’ ‘Things went sideways really fast.’ #vss365

sun and scudding clouds outside my math class: studies in day #distraction #vss365 #poetry #haiku

to the #delight of no one, the year has decided to start things off with a freeze on movement, on thought on reasoning #vss365 #poetry

#vss365 Glottal Stop I woke with verbs in my mouth unspoken, jagged. They tasted of doing. My dream refused to explain. It never does. It borrows breath to bend my will. I surface already past tense, body half-spoken, breath deferred. I rinse my mouth, but the glottal tightens and I'm gone. #dream

my #dream is a pit in a peach of a life, which is bruised in some parts, but brimming with flavor I plan to squeeze it dry before I reach for the knife to carve my dream free and savor it, and cry #vss365 #poetry

how far can I go standing still? Earth turns around me, treading water #travel #poetry #senryu #vss365

my #sole's fallen off and though I was never well-heeled I mourn the bills as I count them out for yet another indulgence #vss365 #poetry thank you medieval history class