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Derrek Estrella Jun 2019
Now, it is time to say goodbye
Between the pristine blur of the trenches
The sanguine green of your kitchen
We must all learn the word
Goodbye
Derrek Estrella May 2019
That wasn't as painful as I thought it'd be
It all came quite easily
Nice to lie here
On the cusp of oblivion
Simplicity
This doesn't hurt
I don't believe it
Liberation
I feel young and naive again
If only, if only
I'll relapse, surely
I'll feel this again
I'll hurt someone new
Bound to, bound to
But currently, there is no pain
What a shame
Derrek Estrella May 2019
Do you look down at me?
Oh, I look up at you!
You! You! You!
Look down at me? Me?
I am nothing, by Ezekiel!
Shut your vagrant mouth.
You close it, like a confounded swine!
My God!
Stop looking down at me!
Not me! Not me!
I am feeling violent today.
Oh, very severe.
You, you, you.

I am feeling like a ruffian.
Today, and other days.
It is not like other days.
Want to be gone today.
Pick at my brain-
Oh, be gone today.
Ah. Ah ahhhhhh
Gone, gone, gone
Go go go
Going to a-go-go
To ****** row
Sweet baby Jezebel
Orange crooner Mimir
Take me to the sempiternal nest
Rest rest rest.
Derrek Estrella May 2019
Here is one last sentiment
All in rightful luck
Hearken to the sediment
The city where you’re stuck

Where must we go?
My mind is cloaked to useful things
Who will we follow
Into the evening’s ring?

You must forge a name
Lest you be maimed
By fortune-starved fame
And young, vacant dames
Derrek Estrella May 2019
So much pain
Outrun the brain
Situated under chandeliers
In the old, ailing cavern
Reverberating ghouls
Lick the well of my ear
And now I am frightened
By the notion of the sun

Twisted asunder
Incisive thoughts
Corrupted domain
I live under a sky blue dome
A construct of my headmasters
Where I roam
Restless in the gloam

The brain has weighed me down
To my knees
I cannot find my knees
Or my eyes
My crooked fleece cannot protect me
From the chartreuse breath of the past

Life does me no favours
Therefore
I will give it everything
Until I am hollow and adjusted
Senile and peculiar
Must the brain remain?
Must the brain remain?

My words are a disservice
To the motions of the planets
They cannot grace this life
How little it all may matter
Derrek Estrella May 2019
Tired, so tired
Counting forlorn tires
Tired, so tired
Of what?
Life and loving
So take me
Forsake me
On the beak of my spine
There is no greater quarrel
Than this love of mine
I'm not happy
I'm not sad
Just glad to be walking
On plastic bags
Glad I'm still breathing
But struggling anyway

Erase this day, erase this day
Derrek Estrella Apr 2019
Lounging load
On a backseat toad
As the sky corrodes
O’er the Titan of Rhodes

Sanguine smile
Immerses the child
And leaves him beguiled
By a life so mild

I was born
Without a doubt
Heeding scorn
Through paper pouts

Destitute *******
I only sell tape
Twofold swords, crass salutes
Deep heart and minds agape

Losing the point of life
To a sleek carbon knife
I am not saddened
I will be hardened

Cheer for whatever comes
And you will be deloused
In the swaths of kingdom’s sums
Amounting to a mouse

These days float on
With nary a thought
Marmalade veil on the dawn
Keeps me from the rot

Nothing will keep you
Don’t marry your hands
In a prayer so shrewd
To be as small as sand

Easily blown over
Into aloof waters
And sent away sober
Into the mile-old clotter

Perhaps I am a child
In the way I was defiled
But I was not soaked
By time’s stalwart cloak
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