Poems in true chronological order by post date
-> file: messages/1184 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── weed is inedible when raw. you gotta cook it first. idk why people insist on burning it... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1185 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── I think at this moment in my poetry career I do actually want the CIA observing me. [suddenly that makes more problems than it's worth] alright well guess that's how it is, pack it up boys my poetry career is [overhyping itself momentarily] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1186 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── I am amazed, frankly, that my life has always managed to get different. feels almost like change is an inevitable constant thing. I personally prefer when changes are intentionalized, rather than weather. "the thing I crave most of all is stability. tranquility. ever-loving peace." - some guy with long hair ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1187 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── all you need is one layer between the king and his advisors and suddenly none of this you can prove. "yeah that guy was definitely a merchant" ... and suddenly the people lost sight of them. "I guess he's in the parapet? I can't actually see anything, the castle is too far away." (glasses weren't a thing but people who worked outside could keep the hovels surrounding the castle in position to keep the castle well hidden from any ne'er do wells. The problem with the castle gates is you can't even find the castle gates! they're massive, and sometimes you'll see them while something's in the way... but you never quite reach them. Not unless you know the secret paths through the townsfolk. all you gotta do is talk to the right people first, second, or worst-least? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1188 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── and then they'll let you into the gate. then you gotta figure out your way through the gate, where they close the doors on either end of you. "who goes there?" etcetera. they never invite in more than they can handle, and they never are assailable - not even with a pitched battle. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1189 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── ... ) ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1190 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── oh, right... as I was saying, nobody can ever be sure if the royals are okay. not unless you can drive by and visit them at their house. "I go by every sunday" ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ |