Poetry

[Cancer]

Lovely new poems, Soror O & Seferoth! I'll share one from a couple years ago, my first attempt to write directly in English.

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your gravestone is still as shiny
as the latest phone

I keep thinking
of planned obsolescence, your

organs failing like cheap electronics

disposable gynoid that you made yourself into,
that you were made to make yourself into

would rather lick batteries than eat

sunlight crushes me where I stand,
the fluorescent sky
drowns me

the way I feel your presence is the way I feel
the presence of plastic in my bloodstream

aluminum-light, coltan-futile

in cities built of reflecting surfaces
faces in the mirror

are prison walls

[Soror O]

Lovely new poems, Soror O & Seferoth! I'll share one from a couple years ago, my first attempt to write directly in English.

*

your gravestone is still as shiny
as the latest phone

I keep thinking
of planned obsolescence, your

organs failing like cheap electronics

disposable gynoid that you made yourself into,
that you were made to make yourself into

would rather lick batteries than eat

sunlight crushes me where I stand,
the fluorescent sky
drowns me

the way I feel your presence is the way I feel
the presence of plastic in my bloodstream

aluminum-light, coltan-futile

in cities built of reflecting surfaces
faces in the mirror

are prison walls

Must say this fire and ice combined, a treat to read. It feels somehow wrong to be enjoying a poem with so much pain written into it.

(I don't want to spell my own poem into this same message here where I quoted yours.)

[Soror O]

I'll be a serpent
eaten by a bird
I'll be Odin's raven
of which you have heard
I'll be a be bobbaluula princess
a shedding skin
I'll be a mirror house
and the Jester King