Kymaero
@kymaero.bsky.social
Writer, English teacher, TTRPG player
Currently writing about zombies in space
Currently writing about zombies in space
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#vss365
Saidimeant
What sticks is rarely what was meant:
a breath, a bruise, a stolen scent.
The heart decides what’s relevant,
buries the rest in sediment.
#relevant
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Saidimeant
What sticks is rarely what was meant:
a breath, a bruise, a stolen scent.
The heart decides what’s relevant,
buries the rest in sediment.
#relevant
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
November 24, 2025 at 11:18 AM
#vss365
Saidimeant
What sticks is rarely what was meant:
a breath, a bruise, a stolen scent.
The heart decides what’s relevant,
buries the rest in sediment.
#relevant
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Saidimeant
What sticks is rarely what was meant:
a breath, a bruise, a stolen scent.
The heart decides what’s relevant,
buries the rest in sediment.
#relevant
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
Reposted by Kymaero
November 24, 2025 at 4:21 PM
there was no #specific moment
that my heart broke - it is no
Prince Rupert's drop, invincible
until it is not. it was buffeted
by fate, by life, by the way
you grabbed food for yourself,
not me. little things, until the integrity
is shot, and the chips in free fall
#vss365 #poetry
that my heart broke - it is no
Prince Rupert's drop, invincible
until it is not. it was buffeted
by fate, by life, by the way
you grabbed food for yourself,
not me. little things, until the integrity
is shot, and the chips in free fall
#vss365 #poetry
November 21, 2025 at 8:31 AM
"The #issue is that your #goal and #reality are divorced. No, not divorced - never married. Your goal is an international popstar and reality is but a fan. A fan who is a baby - who was born yesterday, unlike me, because I know you put 0 effort or thought into this, Chris."
#vss365
#vss365
November 18, 2025 at 8:52 AM
there was some #issue with the #transport
of my heart - it was in my mouth,
beating, bloody, then flew through the air,
ostensibly to you. see, here is the hollow
it used to wallow in. please tell me
you know where it is, and it has not
been crushed underfoot.
#vss365 #poetry 1/2
of my heart - it was in my mouth,
beating, bloody, then flew through the air,
ostensibly to you. see, here is the hollow
it used to wallow in. please tell me
you know where it is, and it has not
been crushed underfoot.
#vss365 #poetry 1/2
November 16, 2025 at 9:38 AM
there was some #issue with the #transport
of my heart - it was in my mouth,
beating, bloody, then flew through the air,
ostensibly to you. see, here is the hollow
it used to wallow in. please tell me
you know where it is, and it has not
been crushed underfoot.
#vss365 #poetry 1/2
of my heart - it was in my mouth,
beating, bloody, then flew through the air,
ostensibly to you. see, here is the hollow
it used to wallow in. please tell me
you know where it is, and it has not
been crushed underfoot.
#vss365 #poetry 1/2
Reposted by Kymaero
Reposted by Kymaero
soon may the wellerman come
your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
so much to do, so much to see
to bring us sugar and rum and tea
we'll take our leave and go
you'll never shine if you don't glow
your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
so much to do, so much to see
to bring us sugar and rum and tea
we'll take our leave and go
you'll never shine if you don't glow
November 11, 2025 at 3:19 PM
soon may the wellerman come
your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
so much to do, so much to see
to bring us sugar and rum and tea
we'll take our leave and go
you'll never shine if you don't glow
your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
so much to do, so much to see
to bring us sugar and rum and tea
we'll take our leave and go
you'll never shine if you don't glow
#measure for measure
what can we agree on?
everything decays, orbits shift
even February twitches a little to the left
every four years. tiny imperfections
in the lens, and each lens made of
different space dust. the calibration
off, just a smidge of a gap,
and the tower leans.
#vss365 #poetry 1/2
what can we agree on?
everything decays, orbits shift
even February twitches a little to the left
every four years. tiny imperfections
in the lens, and each lens made of
different space dust. the calibration
off, just a smidge of a gap,
and the tower leans.
#vss365 #poetry 1/2
November 11, 2025 at 8:17 AM
November 11, 2025 at 7:19 AM
the #geography of grief
is like the ocean floor, it looks
flat through the waves of pain
but each new step could take you
off a cliff
into a riptide
back to shore
but it's hard to know your direction
in the storm
#vss365 #poetry
is like the ocean floor, it looks
flat through the waves of pain
but each new step could take you
off a cliff
into a riptide
back to shore
but it's hard to know your direction
in the storm
#vss365 #poetry
November 6, 2025 at 9:19 AM
the #geography of grief
is like the ocean floor, it looks
flat through the waves of pain
but each new step could take you
off a cliff
into a riptide
back to shore
but it's hard to know your direction
in the storm
#vss365 #poetry
is like the ocean floor, it looks
flat through the waves of pain
but each new step could take you
off a cliff
into a riptide
back to shore
but it's hard to know your direction
in the storm
#vss365 #poetry
The summertime planet was #famous for its festival, an all-summer bacchanalia staffed by "sirens." It was even more famous for its propensity to disappear to another corner of the universe for the rest of the year. What happened then was between the terrabaron and his staff, drowning in NDAs #vss365
November 5, 2025 at 9:35 AM
The summertime planet was #famous for its festival, an all-summer bacchanalia staffed by "sirens." It was even more famous for its propensity to disappear to another corner of the universe for the rest of the year. What happened then was between the terrabaron and his staff, drowning in NDAs #vss365
his #education on the job
was blunt and brief -
"keep yer fingers outta the machine,"
but contingencies, contingencies
and no time to waste meant
his hand chased down any issue,
daily emergencies building until
the steel got a taste for his tissue
#vss365 #poetry
was blunt and brief -
"keep yer fingers outta the machine,"
but contingencies, contingencies
and no time to waste meant
his hand chased down any issue,
daily emergencies building until
the steel got a taste for his tissue
#vss365 #poetry
November 4, 2025 at 9:12 AM
his #education on the job
was blunt and brief -
"keep yer fingers outta the machine,"
but contingencies, contingencies
and no time to waste meant
his hand chased down any issue,
daily emergencies building until
the steel got a taste for his tissue
#vss365 #poetry
was blunt and brief -
"keep yer fingers outta the machine,"
but contingencies, contingencies
and no time to waste meant
his hand chased down any issue,
daily emergencies building until
the steel got a taste for his tissue
#vss365 #poetry
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November 2, 2025 at 4:05 PM