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therealsir.bsky.social
Author Steven Ross
@therealsir.bsky.social
Author, poet, artist, lunatic, and sporter of many tattoos...

My books: http://amzn.to/3xA8GDC
http://linktr.ee/TherealSIR3
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I don't just shitpost and make dick jokes - I write!

Books! Like, for real ones! 😁🖤

You can find them here: www.amazon.com/stores/Steve...
They spoke of the night sky in ancient #literature - old Luna framed by a billion pinpricks, smiling his knowing smile.

Yet we bid farewell to the stars, embracing the ebon abyss, knowing they were never for us.

Just twinkling memories, fallen as forgotten tears...

#vss365
November 11, 2025 at 2:47 AM
Dark heart
Marked soul
Can't lose
Control
Just have
One goal
Must play
Some role
Trust may
Be stole
Rust away
High toll
Must have been
My roll
Die cast
Not whole

Just my #education

#vss365
November 4, 2025 at 10:01 PM
We had no #creature comforts
Where I was born & bred
We worshipped triple-beam dreams
Razor blade cuts
& lined-up scenes
Suits & ties?
Shit...they were nothing but
The fruits of lies
Laughing
While the spark
In our eyes dies

#vss365
November 3, 2025 at 2:21 AM
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PERSONA has been called "wildly mythic" and "excruciatingly human."

Do you have your copy?
October 29, 2025 at 7:40 PM
Razor-traced lines
Cutting into an
#Argent filigree
The pain
Exquisite
Each line
Beautifully defined
And it's killing me
My feelings be
Unrefined
From a sundered mind
An Escher artwork
The ending
Underlined
And all I ever thought
Of myself
Now undermined

#vss365
October 29, 2025 at 6:54 PM
We're trapped here
In this petri dish #experiment
Microscopic menagerie
Living & dying
Under harsh light
Never knowing
If the last goodbye
Will be our next
Goodnight

#vss365
October 29, 2025 at 1:06 AM
'It's going to be ok', I think to myself as the voices - dead voices. Ghosts - #creep in, whispering in hidden corners.

Hungry.

Worms eat as worms do. Burrowing with malicious malfeasance, erasing & displacing all positive thoughts.

And my sanity? Nothing but a meal.

#vss365
October 27, 2025 at 6:04 PM
It's all going to come down to one final breath. The big things and small. The worries, fears, and preoccupations. Those you hate & those you love.

Forgotten in a final gasp.

The world will continue its #heliacal journey, until it too gasps its last.

And all is quiet.

#vss365
October 27, 2025 at 1:49 AM
The river is beautiful today. 🖤
October 26, 2025 at 5:36 PM
Treated myself to a haircut and pizza.

What are you doing to be kind to yourself this weekend? 🖤

#BeKindToYourself
#Sir3sSereneSaturday
October 25, 2025 at 6:50 PM
On Saturdays we do exciting things, like hooking up the trailer and going to the dump. 🤣
October 25, 2025 at 1:20 PM
After a couple of weeks hosting my own personal pity party, along with being sick...

I'm back. 😈🖤
October 25, 2025 at 12:16 PM
My idea of a wild Friday night...
October 24, 2025 at 10:42 PM
No matter how dark things get, you can always find some light within.

Be kind to yourself.
Love yourself.
You deserve it. 🖤❤️🖤
October 24, 2025 at 2:25 PM
Unsought & #unseen
No one thought
He had dreams
Yet so caught
He sewed seams
The threads ripped
& Wove screams
His head gripped
Ran through scenes
The dead slipped
To all themes
& Bled script
By all means
While red dripped
To extremes

#vss365
October 23, 2025 at 5:50 PM
We ain't got much time here. Love as hard as you can, as much as you can. 🖤

#GoodNight
October 23, 2025 at 1:29 AM
#HumpDay is almost officially...behind us... 😆
October 22, 2025 at 10:11 PM
I don't have #energy
I'm tired
Tired of Dawns & Sunsets
Loss & regrets
Of being the one
Everyone forgets
Tired of living & breathing
Dreams & believing
Tired of hoping & coping
With everyone leaving
So I'll sigh my last sighs
& goodbyes
My last rites
Just my last cries

#vss365
October 22, 2025 at 5:12 PM
Halfway through the week but I only have energy for throwback humping.
October 22, 2025 at 1:35 PM
Sat in a circle
#Saucer sized eyes
Bound by ties
The way that time dies
Entranced I was
By the crackling cook
Ensnared unprepared
For the shackling hook
& it TOOK
IT FUCKING TOOK
So I sought the bliss
Of sweet razor kiss
Hoping I would
Drift away
Hoping I wouldn't exist

#vss365
October 22, 2025 at 12:25 AM
The line
Between love
And loss
Is but an #atom thick

#vss365
October 20, 2025 at 11:26 PM
Give me anesthesia
I need an anesthesiologist
As I #hover here
Between the border of death
And just unconsciousness
I need a way out now
Radiate me a radiologist
Someone with knowledges'
Someone to save me
No if or maybe
Or say the last rite
And tell me goodnight

#vss365
October 20, 2025 at 1:29 AM
On sundays, we make soup - got the stock simmering now.
October 19, 2025 at 3:11 PM
An #android now
Who never sleeps
Never smiles
But never weeps
And so he reaps
What they have sewn
Never keeps
What they have grown
He's on his own
His maker's gone
Has no kin
Nor any spawn
And so withdrawn
He rusts away
Nothing left
And less to say

#vss365
October 19, 2025 at 2:24 AM
Now I rest my weary head
I've had no sleep
I'm so damn tired
My thoughts are mired
No soul to keep
Empty, #arid
Still I rust
Will I trust?
The voices lie
Burrowing
Their hooks dig deep
My choice to fly
Pon ashen wings
Onyx tears
I slowly weep

#vss365
October 17, 2025 at 7:55 PM