Poetry Blogs (nihilism)

I want to hop on a bus
At the closest stop
And trust me,
I know how boring it must seem
To ride aimlessly
In circles

But I have had a day
And I want nothing more
Than an aimless circle
As that's all
The days
And weeks
And years
And routines
And lives
Really are, anyway

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We lie between the pages of a flimsy book

Sighing in a quaver’s breath

Flit like a dream

Wafting like autumn valley smoke

As enduring as a love letter in sand

Soft as a water colour after rain

Melting to nothing nothing nothing…

Open a window let me fly away

Leave go my hand and don’t say stay

Other atoms wait to stir me in

I go with nothing n...

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So...What is it today ?

Who's next?

Will you accept me or reject me?

Nobody truly wants me for the form of existence that I am

I know I am not perfect

I have feelings

How does one live without these things?

Is it wrong for me to want what I cannot have?

I am only human

I am probably so human that I allow my own vulnerabilities transform me into an abomination

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In his liquor induced stupor
‘Fuck’ was wrote on the wall
In piss, just for a laugh.

Some collectors, on leaving
The latest Banksy exhibition,
Pontificating ferociously about
the disaffection of our youth
In this apparent nihilistic society,
Caught a glimpse and wondered
How much it would cost
To have this pile of
Bricks gently taken down,
And placed in their gallery.

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