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deadlypoetacademia · 3 months ago

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letztetraenen · 1 month ago

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I am very tired and I want to be held by someone who loves me

#poem #poetry #reading #my writing #love quotes #feelings #longing #love #love language #love life #mine #romantic #relationship #feeling #love and deepspace

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loveelizabeths · 6 months ago

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love elizabeth s.

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switchbladedreamz · 9 months ago

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Misery comforted me

Your arms were quicksand

Embrace a lie a tangle of snakes constricting around my heart until you got what you wanted

I have everything i want and youre nowhere near

I saw you once and you sit heavy on my brain

Im purging you

Im in control now

I let my anguish pilot me accepting your scraps of love licking the plate clean

I have beauty in my life

Parts of me hope you do too

With this i release you

Im in control

No longer will i sit alone in my head with you on my screen

Bothering me

Disturbing my peace

#discarded poetry #just writing again #dont mind me #read my poetry #read my poetry or die <3

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eroticmassacre · 9 months ago

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and I inquire of you

I beg of thee

hit me with the hammer

break my hand and knee

#fragment of a poem of mine #poem #poetry #read my poetry

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softhe4rted · 1 year ago

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first read on @exitmusicfrafilm’s post about 2023

#so i made this last night :’)#it has stayed with since i first read it….. and it’ll never leave #the wound is not the size of my life #it gets better i know it i know it #reminder !!#hi my post #poetry #digital illustration

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taimanzano · 3 months ago

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One of one. One, alone, one.

#my stuff #transformers #maccadam #orion pax #d 16 #d 16 x orion pax #megop #transformers one #megatron #optimus prime #megaop #I spent like an hour today reading poetry and getting mad at dumb stuff SO that's why this exists. Sorry for the lame poetry #I did what I could with the meager words i have #also english is NOT my language and i much MUCH prefer poetry in spanish #anyway I don't draw the tf1 versions of these two cuz it's so hard man #so many details #this took a couple of hours cuz i still refuse to take more than 2 hrs per page... and I'm forbidding myself from using anything but black #ok good night #si está pitero está pitero ya alv

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poempoetryandmore · 2 months ago

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trickstersaint · 4 months ago

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i want to introduce you all to a project that is very close to my heart... or lack of one. anyway. for anyone who has ever wanted to play a poem. i'd like you to meet aromanticism

(link opens itch.io - she'll run on html in your browser! please be nice to her!)

#literally please be so so so fucking niceys to her i am so nervous about this for no reason #it's literally fine it's gonna be perfectly functional. I Am Going To Lose My Mind #i can always make another post if it gets fucked up somehow... i can always make another post...#anyway. hi. this is aromanticism. i made her for class. and then revised her for class. and now she's like my child #losing my miiiiiiiind #poetry #kind of like a uquiz too. to be honest haha #except i can make you read more somehow (long questions instead of long answers)#it's a little choose your own adventure......#poem #poems #poets on tumblr #poems and poetry #poetsandwriters #poems about aromanticism #aromantic #aro poet #aro poetry #aro #aromanticism #aroace #arospec #aspec #itch.io #GOD OKAY I'M JUST POSTING IT.#other writing #trying to get this to show up in my other writing tag is going to kill me...

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inkskinned · 28 days ago

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you know, you know. no gods, no masters, no kings on pedestals. everyone is fallible. death of the author. you know! you are balanced about your intake of media - you allow the wiggle room, the grace, the gratitude, the skepticism. nobody above criticism.

but still. a weird gut-punch feeling, something akin to betrayal. you read the article. surprise! an author you love is actually: a serial fucking predator.

well, shit. what now. no, you knew he was a person (all people are), but now you're wondering - what have i overlooked by accident? what messages have i internalized that are strange and cruel? and also, like, what the fuck?

his actions lay a thick glaze on top of everything. like each place is now ruined, opaque in a new way. but okay, fine, you've done this before. you knew better, right? you've been betrayed by many a cherished childhood author.

still, this stickiness. fuck. can you pick up that book again. will you read it to your children. you've recommended it to others - will you ever do that again? and of course, of course, no parasocial relationships. you were theoretically above this kind of sentiment. but the artist informs the art, right.

so it's not something as clear-cut as feeling he owed you, specifically (a stranger) better behavior - just that you kind of, in a distant and odd way... sort of trusted him to do better. it's not like a real trust or something speakable, just the faint hope that the product (good books) was a thin representation of the soul. now it feels like the product (good? books?) was a mask. in some small or insignificant way, your previous support of this person lent them power. your money and your time and your laughter.

and the thing is - you have this terrible, echoing sensation. how many times will this happen? over and over. you find out that the singer you love is actually a predator. you learn over drinks that your favorite high school english teacher is in jail for what he did to her. you listen to the news idly and suddenly discover that a woman you used to idolize has been abusing her kids for an actual eon.

what can you touch without the static melting off. you can't even really complain about it too much (you were supposed to know better, and besides, you don't want the same re-split "it's not your fault, love what you love" basic advice), but now it's here. somehow, it feels like - you let him into your life.

it's not that things need to be pure or an artist has to be like, endlessly perfect, mindful. demure. it's more just this terrible truth that has been replayed through your veins so often it feels criminally vain. power corrupts, absolute power corrupts absolutely. did you want any one person to be worth that power?

it's just that he wrote books where he seemed to understand that. he seemed to know about hierarchies and unfair systems and bigotry and privilege. you thought they were books about what it means to struggle. you thought they were about having power and still using it for good rather than for control. he spooned you a narrative of being a good guy, a kind soul. you fucking bought what that fucking monster sold.

maybe that's why they were fantasies, after all.

#spilled ink #warm up #oh im .... sick to my stomach.#i talked to him. like ....... we talked. that man interacted with my poetry and writing.#that article.... gutwrenching. i am so sorry to everyone he's ever even been in the room with.#i feel.... like... unbearably. sick.#he acted like he was cool and friends with me!! we were cool internet writers together!!!!!#i feel sick for even having been polite to him.#i ...... am experiencing something so fucking complicated.#i wonder how many of u are feeling that too. like ''oh i sent him an ask and he was funny and sweet''#THATS HOW THEY GET U. ..... and YES I KNOW!!!#i am so fucking well-read about parasocial relationships. it would just be nice to like. trust that someone ISNT #hiding a huge fucking background of BEING A COMPLETE MONSTER. LIKE WHAT THE FUCK.#by the way i am not part of a fandom. this is “what the fuck i accidentally supported a rapist” not #“but my showww”. like i care far more about like. the human cost.#but also like... people are people. idk i saw a take on here about how nobody should mourn the books #and idk. people almost always reply to any scenario with their personal experience first -#''i knew him'' or ''wow i was just at that store'' or ''i grew up there'' or whatever. because that is how we establish connection &#emotional weight. that's just... a person thing. and there is a difference between 'oh this guy is a monster'' & the feeling of:#he's been a monster and i SUPPORTED THAT. i CELEBRATED him. i !!! a fucking victim myself!!!!!!!!! SUPPORTED . HIM.#i am sick. i feel so much pain for her and everyone he's ever hurt. saying ''the books are ruined'' is i think ... like how people say #they're shocked and disgusted by him. (obviously there's nuance here. im sure there's some creep doin it wrong. but u know. in general)#idk..... im an author. i understand my work is in your life in whatever small way. i understand that connection. it's real.

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letztetraenen · 20 days ago

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Hugs from behind, with the little kiss on the neck

#poem #poetry #reading #love quotes #feelings #longing #love #love language #love life #my writing #my post #mine

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loveelizabeths · 7 months ago

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love elizabeth s.

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composeregg · 4 months ago

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edit (10/23/2024) now that the poll is over: Original version, with 10 questions, from April 2023 here

And, given that the original is from April 2023, that means I can very easily say:

No, this was not an ISAT reference!

Just because I use parentheses and 2nd person pov and love the same concepts of what a time loop can do to a person doesn't mean it's ISAT

(Yes, I like ISAT, the original poll is why I was recommended the game! But if you look at the original, you can see all the origins of the options to choose from, including what spurred me on with the moss option from the replies)

If I were going to make something for ISAT, I would never be so vague, you can simply look at my ao3 for proof of that