Boomshockalocka
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supporter of art
Listener of music.
Severe Autism
Scott Mitchell
(most of my poetry lives in the replies section)
supporter of art
Listener of music.
Severe Autism
Scott Mitchell
(most of my poetry lives in the replies section)
Following strands
That lead to nowhere
What a wondrous endeavor
Learning lessons
From here and there
So many epiphanies to weather
That lead to nowhere
What a wondrous endeavor
Learning lessons
From here and there
So many epiphanies to weather
November 26, 2025 at 8:34 PM
Following strands
That lead to nowhere
What a wondrous endeavor
Learning lessons
From here and there
So many epiphanies to weather
That lead to nowhere
What a wondrous endeavor
Learning lessons
From here and there
So many epiphanies to weather
To embody the narrator,
WHY WOULD YOU BRING HER HERE?!
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE RISKS YOU ARE TAKING?!
WHY WOULD YOU BRING HER HERE?!
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE RISKS YOU ARE TAKING?!
November 26, 2025 at 8:29 PM
To embody the narrator,
WHY WOULD YOU BRING HER HERE?!
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE RISKS YOU ARE TAKING?!
WHY WOULD YOU BRING HER HERE?!
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE RISKS YOU ARE TAKING?!
Why delete what you've made
Within the endless sea?
Set it adrift
Watch them sift
Losing track of you and me.
Within the endless sea?
Set it adrift
Watch them sift
Losing track of you and me.
November 26, 2025 at 8:25 PM
Why delete what you've made
Within the endless sea?
Set it adrift
Watch them sift
Losing track of you and me.
Within the endless sea?
Set it adrift
Watch them sift
Losing track of you and me.
Indeed, it's true
I didn't come to see
My soul has enough angst
For the next year or three
I didn't come to see
My soul has enough angst
For the next year or three
November 26, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Indeed, it's true
I didn't come to see
My soul has enough angst
For the next year or three
I didn't come to see
My soul has enough angst
For the next year or three
Why so serious, Cockremover?
November 26, 2025 at 8:19 PM
Why so serious, Cockremover?
a sad state of affairs
November 19, 2025 at 9:13 PM
a sad state of affairs
Is that how it is?
I never would have known
In truth
My heart
Is complete
On its own
There's beauty in your sorrow
Your will to push on through
The stakes of such a game
Would pull me clean in two.
I never would have known
In truth
My heart
Is complete
On its own
There's beauty in your sorrow
Your will to push on through
The stakes of such a game
Would pull me clean in two.
November 16, 2025 at 11:51 PM
Is that how it is?
I never would have known
In truth
My heart
Is complete
On its own
There's beauty in your sorrow
Your will to push on through
The stakes of such a game
Would pull me clean in two.
I never would have known
In truth
My heart
Is complete
On its own
There's beauty in your sorrow
Your will to push on through
The stakes of such a game
Would pull me clean in two.
That I know
That I don't know
Is the opening
Of my thesis
On life.
I just want there to be more of it
That I don't know
Is the opening
Of my thesis
On life.
I just want there to be more of it
November 16, 2025 at 11:41 PM
That I know
That I don't know
Is the opening
Of my thesis
On life.
I just want there to be more of it
That I don't know
Is the opening
Of my thesis
On life.
I just want there to be more of it
"Do your best,
That's all we want"
But, honestly,
It's not even that
I hope that you
Can continue being you
Amazing us
With what you do
Is just a side benefit
To your continued existence
That's all we want"
But, honestly,
It's not even that
I hope that you
Can continue being you
Amazing us
With what you do
Is just a side benefit
To your continued existence
November 16, 2025 at 11:38 PM
"Do your best,
That's all we want"
But, honestly,
It's not even that
I hope that you
Can continue being you
Amazing us
With what you do
Is just a side benefit
To your continued existence
That's all we want"
But, honestly,
It's not even that
I hope that you
Can continue being you
Amazing us
With what you do
Is just a side benefit
To your continued existence
Gasp! Honestly, probably still worth it.
November 16, 2025 at 11:29 PM
Gasp! Honestly, probably still worth it.
anything that causes a brain explosion.
Enthralling art
Knowledge that makes me question everything
A really funny joke
Well-made ragebait.
Any creation that brings with it inspiration
Enthralling art
Knowledge that makes me question everything
A really funny joke
Well-made ragebait.
Any creation that brings with it inspiration
November 12, 2025 at 10:29 PM
anything that causes a brain explosion.
Enthralling art
Knowledge that makes me question everything
A really funny joke
Well-made ragebait.
Any creation that brings with it inspiration
Enthralling art
Knowledge that makes me question everything
A really funny joke
Well-made ragebait.
Any creation that brings with it inspiration
Oh, come on! I use this place like a poetry journal. I'm sure it's at least a net neutral.
Though there is some serious brainrot sometimes. :)
Though there is some serious brainrot sometimes. :)
November 12, 2025 at 10:26 PM
Oh, come on! I use this place like a poetry journal. I'm sure it's at least a net neutral.
Though there is some serious brainrot sometimes. :)
Though there is some serious brainrot sometimes. :)
A daze of days
To celebrate
The many ways
We shed our fate
I wish to say
I know the date
But the numbers
never sublimate
Oft I fear
I'd be alone
To leave a message
At the tone
So in these days of daze
I do my best
To connect myself
Unto the rest.
To celebrate
The many ways
We shed our fate
I wish to say
I know the date
But the numbers
never sublimate
Oft I fear
I'd be alone
To leave a message
At the tone
So in these days of daze
I do my best
To connect myself
Unto the rest.
November 10, 2025 at 9:33 PM
A daze of days
To celebrate
The many ways
We shed our fate
I wish to say
I know the date
But the numbers
never sublimate
Oft I fear
I'd be alone
To leave a message
At the tone
So in these days of daze
I do my best
To connect myself
Unto the rest.
To celebrate
The many ways
We shed our fate
I wish to say
I know the date
But the numbers
never sublimate
Oft I fear
I'd be alone
To leave a message
At the tone
So in these days of daze
I do my best
To connect myself
Unto the rest.
Ride the waves
Of expectations missed
Know that knowing's
Not a holy quest
You only need
A lesser gist
To wander through
Creation's mist
Of expectations missed
Know that knowing's
Not a holy quest
You only need
A lesser gist
To wander through
Creation's mist
November 9, 2025 at 10:00 PM
Ride the waves
Of expectations missed
Know that knowing's
Not a holy quest
You only need
A lesser gist
To wander through
Creation's mist
Of expectations missed
Know that knowing's
Not a holy quest
You only need
A lesser gist
To wander through
Creation's mist
Bent to a pretzel
Is it, even still, better
Than being broken?
Oh so ever often
I hear these fear-filled complainers
speak of unfixable breaks
But the growth inherent in survival
The pain of your enemy's arrival
There's more to life than staying safe.
Is it, even still, better
Than being broken?
Oh so ever often
I hear these fear-filled complainers
speak of unfixable breaks
But the growth inherent in survival
The pain of your enemy's arrival
There's more to life than staying safe.
November 9, 2025 at 3:16 PM
Bent to a pretzel
Is it, even still, better
Than being broken?
Oh so ever often
I hear these fear-filled complainers
speak of unfixable breaks
But the growth inherent in survival
The pain of your enemy's arrival
There's more to life than staying safe.
Is it, even still, better
Than being broken?
Oh so ever often
I hear these fear-filled complainers
speak of unfixable breaks
But the growth inherent in survival
The pain of your enemy's arrival
There's more to life than staying safe.
Until until until
November 9, 2025 at 3:09 PM
Until until until
Yes, the rest is set-up, if anything.
But, I don't need it to work, I need it to be me.
But, I don't need it to work, I need it to be me.
November 9, 2025 at 3:04 PM
Yes, the rest is set-up, if anything.
But, I don't need it to work, I need it to be me.
But, I don't need it to work, I need it to be me.