#shit house poetry

[glass-strawberries]

separation anxiety

have you entered the eternal sleep?

when will you emerge?

why must you always diverge?

when i give you my life

i am met with strife

and i am left to wonder

did it ever matter?

[babytoothbrain]

I am the Same Person I was in August

"Oom Sha La La", Haley Heynderickx//"All That Wanting, Right?", Devin Kelly// "Funeral" Phoebe Bridgers//"Extracting the Stone of Madness", Alejandra Pizarnik// "Little Beast", Richard Siken// all photos are mine! Photography on @el3ctraaa

[phantombre]

Dude, I swear. This Slay the Princess game has tainted my view on literally everything.

So, I recently got back into Spooky's Jumpscare Mansion (Highly recommend, btw. The HD renovation is getting a massive graphics update in the fall), and I decided to restart by playing through the story mode (Basically, the main game where you run through 1000 rooms getting chased by monsters and cardboard and whatnot).

Along the way, you can read these notes written by people who entered the mansion and didn't make it. The first collection of notes is by a guy who can only describe things as "romantic":

I can hear Smitten saying all of this in my head.

It must be that floaty, poetic style of writing, but still...

[maryisboring]

[mothman-foreskin]

being in love with your friends is surreal it's like staring in awe at the moon and it suddenly blinks back and holds your gaze

[dubblebubbleibuprofen]

O😭😭YOU😭😭WERE😭😭THE😭😭BEST😭😭OF😭😭ALL😭😭MY😭😭DAYS😭😭

[slugshop]

coming from a culture where food is a love language influences me so deeply every single day that i live and i just realized how often i do it with the people around me

i noticed you like this snack, so i always keep it in my bag (i love you)

you worked very hard this week, can i come over and cook for you? (i love you)

i adored having your company at the gym today, can i buy us some smoothies? (i love you),

i’m getting food, what do you want? (i love you)

how are you feeling? are you hungry? (i love you)

i’m happy to see you, have you eaten? (i love you)

i want you to be warm and fed, im okay with being the one to do it, i’ll take care of it (i’ll take care of you) (i love you, i love you, i love you)

[faglicent]

{Alicent and her children, a miserable fate}

[homiro]

A poem of quick rhymes and flaying thoughts

There's a thicket of bright red robust bushes

With flowers so big they grin and glow

And from the glowing green tall rushes

A pair of eyes hide in the white snow

The whirlwind of blue and grey in that mind

Spins and swirls with the merciless tide

Of an ocean so deep and old, raging behind

The eyes cloud over and die and I hide

For nothing is with sense or simile

All is but colours and dreadful mystery

Yet, I won't set fire to this old quill

(SIN, 2024)

[xh00sier-daddyx]

In dreams I yearn for what I can't possess,

A longing deep, a fire within my chest.

Like stars that twinkle just beyond my reach,

I yearn for love that's meant for me to teach.

Yet fate's cruel hand denies me what I crave,

And keeps me longing, like a restless wave.

But still, I dream, and in my dreams I find,

A solace sweet, a love that's so refined.

For in these dreams, I hold what can't be mine,

A love that's pure, a love that's so divine.

Though reality may keep us apart,

In dreams, I hold you close within my heart.

So let's embrace the dreams that we can't grasp,

And find the beauty in a love that lasts

-M.Johnson

[formulatrash]

We benefit from eating and drinking, not from saving up good things. What you give away is always yours but what you keep gets lost forever.

Shota Rustaveli, morbid Georgian poet who Got It, in The Knight In The Panther's Skin

[patheticpuppyboyslut]

(not hornyposting just musing lol) so i’m a singer-songwriter and performer irl and i’m thinking about the fact that i go around on a day to day basis singing serious, professional songs that use dogs and brainwashing and cannibalism as painful heartbroken metaphors. and i’ve been doing this for years but little by little all these things i process my anguish through in songwriting, have also become how i satisfy my sex drive. and i don’t know what to do with that information i just think it’s wild!! fun fact abt me i guess. i go out there in public singing about how service is my fulfillment and calling myself a good boy and i sing about wanting to be violently torn apart and eaten and i’m like. yeah it’s a metaphor. yeah dw i’m really normal. i don’t fantasize about having my humanity stripped from me and being treated like a stupid sweet puppy barking and whining for my lovers sick and twisted pleasure what are you TALKING about. i just like the poetic imagery of it. i SWEAR.

[spade-club]

I'm sitting here managing my playlist and queue on one screen, playing super auto pets on another & scrolling tumblr on my phone and I still feel understimulated just counting the minutes until my partner gets home so I can have someone to talk to in a way that doesnt fuck up my setup

[milo-is-rambling]

Omg yesterday at my moms therapy I said how well I had been doing and feeling like I can actually handle life and my mom was immediately like “that’s because you’ve been taking your meds regularly again” and like completely brushed off any progress I had actually made and I had to be like yeah totally that’s it that’s why exactly when I haven’t taken my meds for a week straight in idk how long

[brightdeadthing]

- self-portrait (poplar and red oak), 03/04/2023 | g.r. | scrapbook challenge

[neverendingford]

I have made my peace with being forgotten

and yet you think of me.

I have made my peace with being unloved

and yet you continue to try.

I have made my peace with this silence

and yet your knuckles rap at my door.

I have made my peace with letting go

but you continue to hold on.

what do you think of me?

what do you love?

who do you speak to?

what are you holding onto?

is it me you perceive?

or a shape of something you thought was real

created from dreams and wishes and the promise of a thousand people before you.