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Irony Poisoning
03:13
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I feel insufferable
Stoic and monotonous
A fleshy lepidoptera with stunted metamorphosis
Lulled to be invulnerable
The comfort of the argonauts
Prick my palm on aloe vera
Over time the blood will clot
Hemorrhaging while I paint on a smile
Men do not cry, they discharge bile
Pollinating salts to preserve weltanschauung
If ever in danger, rely on your guile
Never admit when you act in the wrong
Bugs are a scourge and shall never belong
When did I grow so detached?
Jaded and cynical before I could drink
Proximal love taken for granted
Sheltered and privileged with nothing to prove
When will I ever sprout wings?
I've got all six legs with citygaze for days but nowhere to go
I want something to lose
Perhaps it is I that's in need of a soul search
Visions of Wicca sashay where I tread
I gleefully digest all the ergot I baked in the bread
The bread! (x3)
A fungus will soon make its way through my head
Frankly, I'm nervous that I may be losing my empathy for people outside of my niche
I treat my community as if I'm a lich
Sometimes it feels like my humanity is diffusing when I get hung up on why I exist rather than buck the heck up and persist in caring for people that love me
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Your telescope is pointed at pinecones
No one wanted haunted forests
I think you thought improvement would follow quantum decoherence
No fight, no flight, all freeze
You'll miss the forest for the trees
The entire world spins in the breeze
The harm you caused develops in degrees
Perpetual, solitary
Continual, arbitrary
Ignorance, rosemary
Indifference, unnecessary
Address the root of who you have become
You cannot thrive unless you overcome
Misogynist, desperate, entitled, glum
Life can flourish within pond scum unless the sun never reaches the chloroplast
Your violence had an impact
Synthesize amends that last
Every day you get to make a choice
This doesn't have to be how you're defined
Affirmations of a gentler voice
Grant yourself the chance to be refined
Do better, be better
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Glamour Shots by Deb
03:46
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"Just imagine you're weightless... you're in the middle of the ocean... you're surrounded by tiny little seahorses." - Deb, Napoleon Dynamite
Focus on the ficus
Contort your body for the eyeless
I see you celebrate your canvas
Sculpt it into something beautiful and priceless
What do you see in the blank space?
What calls to you in the void?
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Foxglove
06:47
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Jets of rich ink erupt out of every pore
Geysers of dye weave raw folklore
Practiced hands arrange every spore to evangelize the myth of the manticore
Exhale it all out
Write every thought down
Work out your own sound
Trust the might in your shout
The sweat from your brow belongs to someone else now
Disregard your doubt
Foxglove is poison, energy, and pride
It's the spark in your soul that ignites self-control
Integrate the fragment back into the whole
Foxglove is medicine, creativity, and ambition
Recalibrate your thoughts at molecular scale
Imagine what you can learn when you fail
Put yourself out there and fail
Let it all go
Let it all out of your hands
Foxglove may inspire self-care
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