Altered Stasis / Positive Discharge
Altered Stasis / Positive Discharge
Disagree strongly
Disagree somewhat
Agree somewhat
Agree strongly
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When I took it the first time it occurred to me that it was lacking in nuance
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When I see myself in others I can't help but be happy for them
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I'm often bored
And I struggle to say it without saying it
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At times it appears enrichment is my primary motivator
What a blessing, then, to live in such an enriching world
With so many goodies
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I'm scared though
To say it I mean
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The Quick Brown Fox Jumps Over The Lazy Dog
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That sentence contains secret significance
I will not elaborate
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I LIVE IN A VAMPIRES CASTLE
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I run down the walls and seep into the floorboards
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Parts of me get caught in the doorways
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At times I feel like the echo of an echo
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The nature of my existence is thus that I'm a metaphor for the things you leave behind
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I've never wondered who I used to be
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I still haven't said it
I'm still afraid
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despite my present affliction I still care what others think
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When they say something funny I laugh
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I rehearsed this
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This poem is a window into the mind of a–
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I'm still afraid to say it
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There's consequences to being the way I am
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From another perspective
There's consequences to being the way anyone is
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i actually really enjoy when people leave random objects in art galleries and people start treating them as if they're art. I think it puts people into a headspace where they start looking at normal objects differently and its an opportunity for them to realize that they can do this too outside of a gallery setting. You're not dumb or tricked for seeing something on the floor of a gallery and trying to figure it out or appreciating it as an art object. The world is full of beautiful and interesting objects even some random garbage on the street is worthy of that same level of examination. Theres art everywhere if you're primed to see it.
sometimes person
i wonder if maybe manipulation is a natural part of my communication style
just another language i learned which although lacking in malice is no less unkind
short lived loves living in storage stacked ceiling-high
but I don't mind the temporary nature of the things i feed my heart
i play part-time partner particularly enthusiastically
let me treat you right for a moment cuz a moment is all I've ever had
being a sometimes person means I'm good at temporary
tempestuous trysts and dangerous dalliances keep killing my kindness
causing cracks in cold facades
features flitting from face to face fighting for freedom from fear, frustration, and longing
life, love, hard liquor and soft luxury
i replace all of these things with the poetic royal you
you the reader
you the scorned lover let down lightly alongside leather combat boots
bringing butchered beasts and(broadly speaking) bristly sing-song to my step
several lovers stated separately something which seriously stuck to this day
i am uncomplicated
don't you dare deny my defects
I'll disregard the defiance decisively for now
but between not noticing the never evers and saying something so suspiciously off base
believe me it's better to be brought along abreast against the brown feathers of tomorrow then brought beating and bawling from below to yesterday