When I first came to this website, a jealous poetaster called me a sociopath; turns out I am psychotic instead: this is the first thing I have been able to write since my release from an absolutely Gothic lockdown psych ward. I have apparently gone the rest of the way mad now. But at least I was able to make this little poem for you, my friends.
Onlyness
Loneliness!
Onlyness?
Each in parallel universes here
A spear of there to pierce the sphere of here
A stake through the heart as far as it goes
"What does it mean?" We ask and no one knows
Where Kant cannot there Nietzsche would and will
He does because he is crazy like me
I take my Depakote and Seroquel
Psychotic poet doing pretty well
Love and fear wonder now what we will do
As here I am with no one left but you
Saving my soul from pill through pill to pill
Where Kant cannot there Nietzsche would and will
Well hello Steven. It's nice to see you writing again. You'll be welcomed at my site at any time. Don't let the bastards get you down. Mostly their jealous that they can't write like you do. You've been through a bad period but come out victorious. May the road before you be a smooth one.
Be good to you,
Marcia~
Stevie! Those who cast nasty stones to break windows should be the ones to go before a 3-way mirror & stand with the nudity of thie life...I am sorry for your "Onlyness"-but very relieved to have you back in the poets den!! May Love Embrace You!
Know You Are Loved!
Much Love From Me To You & Blessings for Your Return to Your Poetic Inspirations!
Vickie
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The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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Be good to you,
Marcia~
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Know You Are Loved!
Much Love From Me To You & Blessings for Your Return to Your Poetic Inspirations!
Vickie