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Which squares contain truths?
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#poetry
Which squares contain truths?
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#poetry
We cannot externalize
and standardize
how to be a human.
Laws live longer
standing still
as we grow.
In hurt.
In sharp turns.
In sad, slow walks.
In sudden bursts.
You know Jim Crow
paid his taxes
like a bastard.
Burn at the mistake
lest we get lost
living new lives
by old laws.
#vss365 #law
and standardize
how to be a human.
Laws live longer
standing still
as we grow.
In hurt.
In sharp turns.
In sad, slow walks.
In sudden bursts.
You know Jim Crow
paid his taxes
like a bastard.
Burn at the mistake
lest we get lost
living new lives
by old laws.
#vss365 #law
November 9, 2025 at 5:45 PM
A broken radiator
bubbling and sputtering.
A loose valve
screaming a high pitch whistle
like a long-forgotten teapot.
Is being in the wrong place
at the wrong time
his fault?
Short term,
stories might be kind
but chapters
and empires
end,
and time is mostly
indifferent history.
#vss365 #history
bubbling and sputtering.
A loose valve
screaming a high pitch whistle
like a long-forgotten teapot.
Is being in the wrong place
at the wrong time
his fault?
Short term,
stories might be kind
but chapters
and empires
end,
and time is mostly
indifferent history.
#vss365 #history
November 7, 2025 at 4:46 PM
I have often sat and stared
and wondered where
on the path to becoming
rich and famous
you lose your soul.
Imagine children
barely breathing
always loving
but becoming
these well known
heartless adults.
Could there be a tipping point
when your pile grows enough
to eclipse you?
#vss365 #famous
and wondered where
on the path to becoming
rich and famous
you lose your soul.
Imagine children
barely breathing
always loving
but becoming
these well known
heartless adults.
Could there be a tipping point
when your pile grows enough
to eclipse you?
#vss365 #famous
November 5, 2025 at 4:52 PM
Mother Night
so well designed
tending to us with her
dark domestics
tucking us into ourselves
while the day
chariots fire away
until the dew drops have sprouted
the windows have frosted
the hens have started stirring
and the rumble of another day's race
shakes the horizon awake.
#vss365 #poetry
so well designed
tending to us with her
dark domestics
tucking us into ourselves
while the day
chariots fire away
until the dew drops have sprouted
the windows have frosted
the hens have started stirring
and the rumble of another day's race
shakes the horizon awake.
#vss365 #poetry
November 3, 2025 at 5:29 PM
If you are looking at a landscape
as the sun casts
a hallelujah ray through the clouds
and the choir can
almost be heard on the wind
so you wait
with bated breath
for a big booming voice
to finally speak up.
Stay a bit longer and
those moments morph
seamlessly into
real appreciation.
#vss365 #ray
as the sun casts
a hallelujah ray through the clouds
and the choir can
almost be heard on the wind
so you wait
with bated breath
for a big booming voice
to finally speak up.
Stay a bit longer and
those moments morph
seamlessly into
real appreciation.
#vss365 #ray
October 30, 2025 at 3:47 PM
Even the most #libertine among us,
The freethinkers,
The mavericks,
Those who stand atop the surface of self-service,
Those who stake claim over their own domain,
The rulers of their own thoughts,
The makers of their own way,
Even they.
Every one of us.
Came up together.
Are here together.
#vss365
The freethinkers,
The mavericks,
Those who stand atop the surface of self-service,
Those who stake claim over their own domain,
The rulers of their own thoughts,
The makers of their own way,
Even they.
Every one of us.
Came up together.
Are here together.
#vss365
October 9, 2025 at 4:38 PM
Even the most #libertine among us,
The freethinkers,
The mavericks,
Those who stand atop the surface of self-service,
Those who stake claim over their own domain,
The rulers of their own thoughts,
The makers of their own way,
Even they.
Every one of us.
Came up together.
Are here together.
#vss365
The freethinkers,
The mavericks,
Those who stand atop the surface of self-service,
Those who stake claim over their own domain,
The rulers of their own thoughts,
The makers of their own way,
Even they.
Every one of us.
Came up together.
Are here together.
#vss365
Does it bother when posts
are bigger than you?
Is it frustrating that your escape
has you chased by bad news?
Delicately balancing respite from shock,
with our obligation to sit up and take #stock.
Yet we scroll a bit faster,
to avoid the disaster.
Now that Poster is gone now.
Who's next?
#vss365
are bigger than you?
Is it frustrating that your escape
has you chased by bad news?
Delicately balancing respite from shock,
with our obligation to sit up and take #stock.
Yet we scroll a bit faster,
to avoid the disaster.
Now that Poster is gone now.
Who's next?
#vss365
September 18, 2025 at 6:16 PM
If you seek to put reins on your thoughts
they will flee like prisoners who awoke
to broken shackles and an unlatched cage.
And while you insist they come forward forthwith,
they will escape out the back.
For the expected thought will never come
and the unwatched thought is free.
#vss365 #rein
they will flee like prisoners who awoke
to broken shackles and an unlatched cage.
And while you insist they come forward forthwith,
they will escape out the back.
For the expected thought will never come
and the unwatched thought is free.
#vss365 #rein
September 16, 2025 at 12:46 AM
You have every right
to be exhausted
To comprehend
is to be drained
Processing it all
runs on your life force
You're living a life of knowing
more than you were meant to
Instead of tribe drama
You're seeing the world stage
and the story is
complicated
convoluted
and exhausting
#vss365 #exhausted
to be exhausted
To comprehend
is to be drained
Processing it all
runs on your life force
You're living a life of knowing
more than you were meant to
Instead of tribe drama
You're seeing the world stage
and the story is
complicated
convoluted
and exhausting
#vss365 #exhausted
September 11, 2025 at 4:06 PM
You have every right
to be exhausted
To comprehend
is to be drained
Processing it all
runs on your life force
You're living a life of knowing
more than you were meant to
Instead of tribe drama
You're seeing the world stage
and the story is
complicated
convoluted
and exhausting
#vss365 #exhausted
to be exhausted
To comprehend
is to be drained
Processing it all
runs on your life force
You're living a life of knowing
more than you were meant to
Instead of tribe drama
You're seeing the world stage
and the story is
complicated
convoluted
and exhausting
#vss365 #exhausted
I don't believe you can truly say
that you're an adult
until you've sat and watched
an old dog dream
laying on the floor
but being somewhere else
no longer sentient of their age
and you see them twitch as they
run like they used to
and it brings a smile and a tear
in tandem.
#VSS365 #sentient
that you're an adult
until you've sat and watched
an old dog dream
laying on the floor
but being somewhere else
no longer sentient of their age
and you see them twitch as they
run like they used to
and it brings a smile and a tear
in tandem.
#VSS365 #sentient
August 26, 2025 at 5:29 PM
I see the past
when you became
the root of my new days
I see the now
the here the you
the moments to embrace
And I see the future too
the wrinkles as they find your face
But I see the branching of a tree
become the pruning of a limb
I #seethe at what will not be
at the future light gone dim
#vss365
when you became
the root of my new days
I see the now
the here the you
the moments to embrace
And I see the future too
the wrinkles as they find your face
But I see the branching of a tree
become the pruning of a limb
I #seethe at what will not be
at the future light gone dim
#vss365
August 20, 2025 at 3:19 AM
I've locked myself out
of the house in the cold
just as twilight lays root
and the train whistles call
with #abject and abrasive tones
louder than they should,
stronger than the bells of yesteryear.
I can't help but remind myself that
the rooms in which you're wanted
are always the warmest.
#vss365
of the house in the cold
just as twilight lays root
and the train whistles call
with #abject and abrasive tones
louder than they should,
stronger than the bells of yesteryear.
I can't help but remind myself that
the rooms in which you're wanted
are always the warmest.
#vss365
August 17, 2025 at 9:27 PM
Sit there
move slowly
to wait
stop and go
go and stop
watch them swap
in a desperate attempt
to go a bit faster
hoping the switch
will end this disaster
forget getting to the next
instead I will give up and get
my feet on the ground
and not just hit the pavement
but #pummel it.
#vss365 #poetry
move slowly
to wait
stop and go
go and stop
watch them swap
in a desperate attempt
to go a bit faster
hoping the switch
will end this disaster
forget getting to the next
instead I will give up and get
my feet on the ground
and not just hit the pavement
but #pummel it.
#vss365 #poetry
August 16, 2025 at 8:43 PM
A hole in a tree
can be many things
over the years.
A woodpecker's nest,
and wood beetle's next,
then a pixie dream home
for a family of squirrels.
And eventually,
as the hole expands
and the wood rots from within
as we all do with age
an owl might come
to call it home.
#vss365 #poetry #pixie
can be many things
over the years.
A woodpecker's nest,
and wood beetle's next,
then a pixie dream home
for a family of squirrels.
And eventually,
as the hole expands
and the wood rots from within
as we all do with age
an owl might come
to call it home.
#vss365 #poetry #pixie
August 15, 2025 at 6:12 PM
Her wings stay outstretched
though the wind has died down.
The window remains open
for a night on the town.
Three seventeen.
Four and a quarter.
Five thirty-five.
And the sunrise draws closer.
A worn tilted photo
glass sparkles the floor
winds in her raven hair
forevermore.
#vss365 #poetry #wings
though the wind has died down.
The window remains open
for a night on the town.
Three seventeen.
Four and a quarter.
Five thirty-five.
And the sunrise draws closer.
A worn tilted photo
glass sparkles the floor
winds in her raven hair
forevermore.
#vss365 #poetry #wings
August 14, 2025 at 3:44 PM
If you look up at the night sky
for enough time
that you notice the stars
tick through the sky
and where they are
becomes where they were
even though they are still
where they were
your head will catch fire
your mind will go #mystical
and the world will keep on spinning
just like your head.
#vss365
for enough time
that you notice the stars
tick through the sky
and where they are
becomes where they were
even though they are still
where they were
your head will catch fire
your mind will go #mystical
and the world will keep on spinning
just like your head.
#vss365
August 13, 2025 at 6:54 PM
They scowl just like I do
pound their fists on the table
they huff and they puff and
stomp walk, unstable
putting more thought into clomps of the foot
than the step, so you bet
that they look like a grumpy old fool
just like I do.
And you can't help but smile
at a grumpy old fool.
#vss365 #grumpy
pound their fists on the table
they huff and they puff and
stomp walk, unstable
putting more thought into clomps of the foot
than the step, so you bet
that they look like a grumpy old fool
just like I do.
And you can't help but smile
at a grumpy old fool.
#vss365 #grumpy
August 12, 2025 at 4:52 PM
Doesn't the sky bring the blue to my eyes,
the green of the leaf bring the life?
Why is the red of the open sign closed off,
the orange of fresh fruit flesh dead?
If I am the source of the color in rainbows
what do I do on hot muggy mornings
when they look cold and drab.
#vss365 #poetry #rainbow
the green of the leaf bring the life?
Why is the red of the open sign closed off,
the orange of fresh fruit flesh dead?
If I am the source of the color in rainbows
what do I do on hot muggy mornings
when they look cold and drab.
#vss365 #poetry #rainbow
August 11, 2025 at 4:15 PM
I swear that laughter is
the most
and least
human thing.
To be laughing
really laughing
is to feel something so much
that you are no longer there.
When we get to wherever we're going
I'm sure that we will find
the only reason we were here at all
was to get lost
in laughter.
#vss365 #poetry #laugh
the most
and least
human thing.
To be laughing
really laughing
is to feel something so much
that you are no longer there.
When we get to wherever we're going
I'm sure that we will find
the only reason we were here at all
was to get lost
in laughter.
#vss365 #poetry #laugh
August 10, 2025 at 4:05 PM
I only slightly remember
my secret spot.
Submerged in the bushes
sight unseen
just little old me
with some scattered toys in the dirt
and the spiders all around
spinning webs while I spun tales.
I wasn't afraid of them
or even really aware
so we lived happily
as neighbors.
#vss365 #poetry #spiders
my secret spot.
Submerged in the bushes
sight unseen
just little old me
with some scattered toys in the dirt
and the spiders all around
spinning webs while I spun tales.
I wasn't afraid of them
or even really aware
so we lived happily
as neighbors.
#vss365 #poetry #spiders
August 9, 2025 at 5:05 PM
"X slams Y for..."
"X lashes out at Y..."
"X claps back at Y..."
It feels like half the #news articles are like this now, and they're all just about someone making a social post.
Feels like a pressure relief valve for our psyches. It's inaction being masqueraded as someone doing something.
"X lashes out at Y..."
"X claps back at Y..."
It feels like half the #news articles are like this now, and they're all just about someone making a social post.
Feels like a pressure relief valve for our psyches. It's inaction being masqueraded as someone doing something.
August 8, 2025 at 9:18 PM
"X slams Y for..."
"X lashes out at Y..."
"X claps back at Y..."
It feels like half the #news articles are like this now, and they're all just about someone making a social post.
Feels like a pressure relief valve for our psyches. It's inaction being masqueraded as someone doing something.
"X lashes out at Y..."
"X claps back at Y..."
It feels like half the #news articles are like this now, and they're all just about someone making a social post.
Feels like a pressure relief valve for our psyches. It's inaction being masqueraded as someone doing something.
What a prank we played on us.
Structures built to stand the test of time,
Unstoppable systems put in place by
Immortal institutions that are
poised to poison.
We took steps to progress
but now we are stumbling forward
caught by the inertia,
fighting the past for the future.
#vss365 #poetry #prank
Structures built to stand the test of time,
Unstoppable systems put in place by
Immortal institutions that are
poised to poison.
We took steps to progress
but now we are stumbling forward
caught by the inertia,
fighting the past for the future.
#vss365 #poetry #prank
August 8, 2025 at 5:58 PM
My secret brownies
have a pinch of coffee.
Grandma taught me that
it makes the cocoa pop.
She pushed a wispy hair behind her ear
and her glasses up her nose
and stirred and smiled.
I'd heard the same advice online
but it felt more real then
and the brownies
were perfect.
#vss365 #poetry #brownies
have a pinch of coffee.
Grandma taught me that
it makes the cocoa pop.
She pushed a wispy hair behind her ear
and her glasses up her nose
and stirred and smiled.
I'd heard the same advice online
but it felt more real then
and the brownies
were perfect.
#vss365 #poetry #brownies
August 7, 2025 at 3:53 PM
You don't and you can't
You won't and you shan't
The answer is still no and not.
You aren't and you mustn't
You shouldn't and oughtn't
Never ever or else you'll be caught.
Yet old rules remain
Despite times having changed
So don't listen to all you were taught.
#vss365 #poetry #rules
You won't and you shan't
The answer is still no and not.
You aren't and you mustn't
You shouldn't and oughtn't
Never ever or else you'll be caught.
Yet old rules remain
Despite times having changed
So don't listen to all you were taught.
#vss365 #poetry #rules
August 6, 2025 at 5:58 PM
I burn at a cold coming that early.
I toss and turn at the stillness of an empty bed.
I rage against not the dying of a light,
but of a freshly lit flame.
How can I abide
a ghost that will
outlive the life
it stemmed from.
#ghost
#blueskyrelay
#poetry
#poem
I toss and turn at the stillness of an empty bed.
I rage against not the dying of a light,
but of a freshly lit flame.
How can I abide
a ghost that will
outlive the life
it stemmed from.
#ghost
#blueskyrelay
#poetry
#poem
August 5, 2025 at 7:35 PM
I burn at a cold coming that early.
I toss and turn at the stillness of an empty bed.
I rage against not the dying of a light,
but of a freshly lit flame.
How can I abide
a ghost that will
outlive the life
it stemmed from.
#ghost
#blueskyrelay
#poetry
#poem
I toss and turn at the stillness of an empty bed.
I rage against not the dying of a light,
but of a freshly lit flame.
How can I abide
a ghost that will
outlive the life
it stemmed from.
#ghost
#blueskyrelay
#poetry
#poem