1d
You are a part
of a whole
You are a part of a part of a whole
You are a function of ancient answers
You are a questioning, questioning soul
You are the breath
of a death
You are the life of a dying breath
You are the function of ancient answers
You are the flower from yesterday's rain
You are a change
in yourself
You are your sep’rating, sep’rating self
You are the message to all of the living
You are the call from the land itself
You are a part
of a whole
You are a part of part of an old
existence that is over
functioning proper and allowed
a rest
for a change
for the rest is being unmade
You are a function of ancient answers
You are living
You are dead
of a whole
You are a part of a part of a whole
You are a function of ancient answers
You are a questioning, questioning soul
You are the breath
of a death
You are the life of a dying breath
You are the function of ancient answers
You are the flower from yesterday's rain
You are a change
in yourself
You are your sep’rating, sep’rating self
You are the message to all of the living
You are the call from the land itself
You are a part
of a whole
You are a part of part of an old
existence that is over
functioning proper and allowed
a rest
for a change
for the rest is being unmade
You are a function of ancient answers
You are living
You are dead
from may 4, 2025
poem from the past a day #64
now, deep into 2025, having not gathered my energy for writing, it's anyone's guess how we're supposed to escape the claws of depression under such a trauma inducing leadership.
so i haven't written much. it slowed down in 2023 for personal reasons- positive reasons. it was cut up to pieces in 2024 for personal reasons- negative reasons. and in 2025, it's just a matter of holding on, art production be ******- self-expression be ******.
for these reasons, this poem isn't much to read, but it's fine. it's enough.
poem from the past a day #64
now, deep into 2025, having not gathered my energy for writing, it's anyone's guess how we're supposed to escape the claws of depression under such a trauma inducing leadership.
so i haven't written much. it slowed down in 2023 for personal reasons- positive reasons. it was cut up to pieces in 2024 for personal reasons- negative reasons. and in 2025, it's just a matter of holding on, art production be ******- self-expression be ******.
for these reasons, this poem isn't much to read, but it's fine. it's enough.
(26/Michigan)
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