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a loose document of my poetry new and old

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new poem from sept 2024, jokingly titled 'the shiba hates women poem' bc it is about how i hate womanhood as a concept and tool of oppression

Haller "Ed" Nutt Way

'The Delmar Divine' residential complex

Aurora Avenue in Seattle, WA

Thoughts about how in the fancy downtown neighborhood

So many people were disgusted and ashamed to be

Living, working, catching the bus

On "Aurora Avenue"

That they changed the name of that section to be called "Borealis" instead

Not even colloquial was enough

An official, city ordained distance

From drugs and whores

In the name alone, it's the same fucking street still, asshole

And it's not even the same part of town

And it isn't even true, that's obvious, doesn't matter

Why so scared of womanhood, hmmm?

Womanhood *is* whoredom

Don't waste my time acting like we don't already know this

I'm selling myself for safety

I'm making myself sexy for safety

I'm really good at fucking - for safety

Is anyone actually having sex that isn't in some way for at least one attendee's safety?

That question is rhetorical

Next stanza

Be nothing have nothing be nothing have nothing be nothing have nothing be nothing have nothing be nothing have nothing

Not like, "minimalism core! enlightened lifestyle :)"

But the way it is intended

The stripping, destroying force that is capitalism and god and whiteness and for fuck's sake I would, if I could succeed!

Be nothing

Have nothing

Like a good christian woman!

I keep writing about womanhood as I fail to escape it

It's my curse it's my curse it's my curse it's my curse it's my curse it's my curse

Just like every other station which I will never escape

It is like poverty or psychosis or my family's bad reputation in the small town that I was the first to leave

And yet, I carry it with me,

My mother's disease

Not the womanhood that's the disease I'm referring to,

But her evil, and yet,

The two seem inescapably linked

As so much of the harm she's caused upon her world was

For survival, was for her safety

To live, to live, to live

Is it evil to fight a curse?

One perhaps I deserve?

Be nothing, have nothing

Be a good woman

Hide my body, and fuck perfect, and stay quiet, and sane

Whatever,

I'm over writing for now

And for some time after this, too

You all know me too well,

And I want to have secrets!

I love all people, more yet those that I know

But often, less of a pleasant love

And more like loving your grandmother,

Troubled, full of pity and dread

And yet, you'd go out of your way, leave your home, lose the love of your life

To ensure that she's safe, and pleased, and okay

And I have secrets that even art can't safely reveal

So where can I be naked?

What place is my home?

Have nothing, be nothing

Have nothing, be nothing

Be nothing

Be nothing

Be nothing

Be nothing

god said

n when i was brought to nothin

on my knees

god said keep loving

how can the same sky weep and shine?

god said keep lovin

re: love pome

indigo, sand, and grass

we will devour this flesh together

may the pain in love

come only from the seeping out

that occurs in the absolute peace

here and now

like how you work out the day's troubles

in a deep warm sleep

tucked safely in your mind and heart

and in this bed of yours,

maybe even mine,

god forbid even ours

indigo, sand, and grass

again to remind myself of the feeling

yellow moon over the mountains

indigo sky holding us all

is this a proper reply?

i'll maybe feel less mortified than you

i'll tell you after,

just remind me

sunset of blood and flesh

the nasty looking storm cloud

i know i'll be okay!

i love the rain, thank you!

cleanse me, cleanse me

more, fuck, god, yes

indigo, sand, and grass

when i shower it's because it feels good

i'll take my time

it feels good

nothing but dust and muck to be washed away

i'll shower when i'm sweaty

my hair sticky and skin smelling

it feels good to wash my body

plain and simple, nothing bad

indigo, sand, and grass

i'm loving you toward my best

eat your liver and it grows back cleaner

renewal of the flesh

the degrassi poem

been feeling like ashley from degrassi

degrassi the next generation, of course

feeling like Ashley Kerwin from degrassi

like the absolute worst fucking person here

feeling like i'll ruin my own life

but not out of active self destruction

just genuinely that stupid

take hard drugs

say everything wrong all of the time

cheat on my lonely, wealthy boyfriend who loves me and also grows up to literally be drake

well, i guess i've only actually done one of those things

ill let you guess

just kidding, we all know its the hard drugs

i only say everything wrong most of the time

and i've certainly never cheated on drake

remember when craig tried to jump in front of the train?

that episode was good but also never really mentioned again

sean was a pretty cool guy in that one

sean apologist

emma apologist

paige apologist?

hmm maybe

did anyone ever get the vibe that if they had an idea but didnt know who to do it to it just happened to paige?

like oh well shes not doing anything right now just give it to paige

it feels kinda true to life but bad to tv

like wtf is going on with her right now??

same

im just doing stuff

im just doing stuff

im just doing stuff

things are just happening!!!

anyone who knows me knows about the two demons i know

anyone who knows me knows about all the people living inside my head

passing strangers know the most about my past as i scream about it on the street when no one i love can hear

what's in ashley's head ?

if she were real that is

real life non-imaginary ashley kerwin

whats her deal?

why is she like that and what does she think about alone in bed at night?

which evil thing she's done keeps her up more nights than the others

what internal maladjustment is her personal justification for being a total cunt?

now that she's all grown up, hypothetical real life Ashley Kerwin

born in 1988 all grown up shes what like 36 now?

im bad at math

i digress

what's she up to now?

is she a better woman now than she was a girl?

did she grow to change and love and be gentle and be kind

im becoming a better woman than who i was when i was a girl, too, ashley

unfortunately for us we have to love her

the nasty vindictive little girl who hurt everyone around her for whatever reason

i say "whatever reason" because i can't know yours, hypothetical real life Ashley Kerwin,

only mine

i said once many years ago to a lover of mine that i hurt people on purpose so they know im a threat

no one can kill me if i've already killed them first

i've been putting down my knife sometimes nowadays

maybe it would be okay if someone i loved killed me anyways

blissful ignorance as a wild beast who i willingly trusted eats me alive

a martyr to nothing but myself

maybe if i met you, hypothetical real life Ashley Kerwin, we would even fall in love

knowing what its like to be an evil girl who became a secretly evil woman surrounded by years of mushy flesh, so that the only one penetrated by the evil girl inside is ourselves being ripped up

our soft goo that everyone else gets to float in and enjoy

torn up to near liquid in its center

like gelatin under toes

i hope everyone loves the soft mushy woman

the one surrounding the evil little girl

the soft mushy woman who i've grown to be

uptown girls was right

i am dakota fanning AND brittany murphy

im doing hard drugs

im saying everything wrong

im the soft woman

im the hard girl

and i love them

and i love them

and i love them

untitled from june 2023

I was feeling anguish n then I talked it out w my two most special people n then I also layed in bed to think about it all for a while n I think I've once again grown some n blossomed a new flower n I think I am beginning to C clearly the difference between love n admiration & I couldn't be more overjoyed ! I know I love Eddie bcos I do not fear them, like there r maybe only 2 or 3 ppl in this world who I can truly say I do not fear to show myself to n That's the loving for real and I won't be tricking myself anymore into thinkin I'm lovin when I'm holdin fear bcos If I'm lovin truly lovin u then I will not fear u when u see me raw n fleshy , n not to say that I don't love my friends like that's a different kinda love u know there's all kindsa types but the true n the deep love the in love the real tru 2 tha core LOVE that's when I'm ripped n rubbed raw by life n I don't feel the need 2 turn away. I ain't gonna be tellin no lover I love them until I ain't scared of em no more n I don't fear they"ll leave me if I mis-step. Like that's what I mean by the fear, ya know n even with lovin my pals that's tru about them too but it's easier 2 b that way when my friends rnt so close inside my bubble ya know n if I'm letting u in my bubble AND I ain't scared u'll rip right out n tear me to shreds then I'm LOVIN u , I love growing I love growing I love growin I love changing, I love bein me. I'm thinking theres never been a more perfect time for me 2 let ppl in so let it b known world I'm human OK so I guess come on in bc u can't get in the vault without force and my family wouldn't let that happen I'm like a house not crumblin over or none I'm big n I'm strong n I'm full of love so let it b known I think I'm turning human and nothing will stop me train train train train train I'm a train n I'm rollin ok

(authors note: i like! totally made a lot of promises in this one to myself that i really let myself down on but i will forgive and try again every day!)