#poems for my friends

[cottont33th]

11/13/24

Poems for my friends :3

Eclipse

With canyons etched across our faces

Flesh soft and spotted with ancient sun

I’ll clasp our knobby fingers with mine

And kiss you across the knuckles

My dearest love

Our houses became too empty after the deaths of loved ones

So we’ll move in together and everyone will know who we are

Because that’s always been the way of things

Me and you

Attached at the hip and soul

And as ancient widows, we’ll still dress up for Halloween

And we’ll still watch cartoons

And I’ll laugh as you shake your fist at the neighborhood children

And we’ll make a million beautiful things together

Dear friend

Our future is blinding

Come look at the sun with me.

Little Crow

Old crone

Lovely to the edge of a prickle

We’ll waddle down a dirt road one day

You’ll clutch a little leather handbag

and I’ll have a camper’s backpack full of nearly nothing.

We’ll do this every day because it’s a sacred ritual of complaining or complimenting the weather to us

I’ll bring my dog and we’ll come home to your cat

And I’ll drink tea and you won’t because we have grown but we are still the same people

And my soul will smile and I watch yours glow from across your little dining room table

Your house a museum

Bearing the beautiful of your mind as a visual

Strange taxidermy and oil paintings

Your velvet dress and my worn out jeans

I’ll braid your long dark hair

And I’ll tell you I love you each time

And you’ll clasp my weathered hand and smile

Because of course

You already knew that.

[reallybadblackoutpoems]

the picture of dorian gray (1890) - oscar wilde

"fuck my yaoi life"

[poempoetryandmore]

[julykings]

from In the House With No Doors by Sarah Kay

[hairtusk]

[pants-lint]

Just had a Thought and now I'm curious. What's you guy's strangest comfort media? It doesn't have to be strange as in like creepy/fucked up/whatever, it can just be smthn a lil odd.

[lucidloving]

R.M. Rilke, The Man Watching // Euripides, An Oresteia (trans. Anne Carson) // Oscar Wilde // Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life // @bitsbyt3s // Mary MacLane, "January 20", The Story of Mary MacLane // Trista Mateer // see 4 // @kafk-a // Olivia Laing, "Loneliness: coping with the gap where friends used to be"

[asoftepiloguemylove]

"YOU'RE NOT JUST A FRIEND TO ME. I REALLY LOVE YOU." // CHENG-HSING AND SHOU-HENG

Emily Palermo What I Could Never Confess Without Some Bravado // 盛夏光年 Eternal Summer (2006) dir. Leste Chen // Amy Hempel Sing to It: New Stories // @/tullipsink desperation sits heavy on my tongue // Richard Siken Litany in Which Certain Things are Crossed Out // 盛夏光年 Eternal Summer (2006) dir. Leste Chen // Virginia Woolf in a letter to Vanessa Bell // R.F. Kuang The Burning God // 盛夏光年 Eternal Summer (2006) dir. Leste Chen // unknown // 盛夏光年 Eternal Summer (2006) dir. Leste Chen // Fernando Pessoa A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems // June Gehringer I get so jealous of euthanized dogs // unknown // 盛夏光年 Eternal Summer (2006) dir. Leste Chen // Lucy Dacus Hot & Heavy

[writingthethoughtsaway]

“I believed you even when I knew you were lying.”

- S. C. C.

[ultramarinaa]

My coworker is truly a poet

Also in case you have hard time reading the handwriting:

„Jojo oh jojo

I respect them so

Without my desk buddy

Life would be… muddy

Something something Cartin

That rhymes with Martin

Just like in Magnus Archives”

[reallybadblackoutpoems]

the tallants of barton (1867) - joseph hatton

"james somerton did what now"

[poempoetryandmore]

i think i‘ll always love you

even if its just a little bit

ten years from now a piece of my heart will still beat for you

maybe its the curiosity of ,what if‘

or maybe its the emptiness speaking

but nomatter why,

i‘ll always love you

[callme-alaska]

Soul mates

souls made

from the same darkness

I know your demons

as my own

together we have

fought and grown

We have laughed

and we have wept

a promise made

has to be kept

Even when we're

miles apart

I carry you

within my heart

~ love letters to my best friend

wordsbyalaska

[transmasccofee]

the subway rats poem is teruhashi coded

[juha-art]

Fumer, c'est être l'esclave du tabac

the RCM's new anti smoking campaign did not achieve the desired effect

[toddtakefive]

one of my favorite things about dps is the completely irrelevant background conversations/comments you’re probably not meant to hear but are still just barely audible? like the two guys in the study room arguing over their turns on the dart board, or the guys laughing under their breath and making ridiculing remarks when knox reads out his poem for chris, or the people in the opening scenes you can hear finding their friends and saying hi. it literally doesn’t matter at all, but it makes it feel so much realer and like you’ve really just been dropped into the setting with todd on the first day.