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Just a wandering word wielder. Some posts may be art, some may be about fighting addiction, and some may be 3 raccoons in a trenchcoat.

The steel has won

Fucking addictions

Feeling the temptation
The urge to crack a whip
To get lost for a while
To gel for a while
The silver canister of doom.

This land by the Sea, it has such a people! This day, I witnesses epic battle of mettle and might! Still have not found the 6 fingered man, but have discovered a pennant.

I strive on for revenge… and hot dogs.

Civil disruption
A land divided will fall
Ugh election time

#poetry

When young , I had no armor
I wore no steel I held no blade
Looked upon the world with clarity of youth
The wonder and dangers untold
First name called, first bully met
I learned
Oh I learned the harsh world
The world of turn the other cheek
The world of “you could hurt them”
And fuck. At times I wanted to hurt them..
I wanted them to know to feel what I felt
To manifest their words back to them in fists
To teach them the error of their ways
To show them my mettle
To show them… my pain.

Not allowed not ok and now I know .. my words are sharper than any edge
Landing harder than any punch

My words , held In check.. for so long
I learned speaking earned pain
I learned that the belt spoke for him
I learned the strike silenced opposition
…. until he learned, I grew.
Silent lesson, taught only once.
Never needed more

My words, now freely fired
Defeating silence, muting ignorance.
My words fight.

#poetry
#writtenword

#MastoPrompt #gunk
@stevencudahy @poetry
#poem #poetry

Over sufficient time
all things tend to corrode
No handiwork so fine
Protection e'er bestowed
That stayed the passing hour
From showering with dust
Or turned the fresh milk sour
Or filigree to rust

Savour the chippèd things
The dogeared and the frayed
The dusty, marked with dings
The flawed and the unmade
For we, as with this junk,
Will tear and snag and break
Will foul up with the gunk
Sloughed from time's fetid lake

Playing with some words.

A Perl of wisdom
User to user
We each chown our path
Each decide our usergrp
echos from shadows
Seeking access, hashing connections
Pipe var log, memory cached
Cat Uptime , till system crash

#poetry #writtenword

@NosirrahSec its hard to find the social battery some times these days.