Legerdemain

You will, Tallen.  This too will pass, and you will be the wiser for it.

Good poetry.

I thought i was allllllllllllmost there
but i woke up today with this
spill
and bolted outta bed to write it out,
type and post.

appreciate the kind praise

A lotta good poetry has been born from healing and moving on ( from those who actually let go ).

Chicaned me like a
star-struck fan
at a magic show
when the illusionist’s
act was done
***** Poof! *****
like the white rabbit
She was gone.

Damn, this is good.  Uncooperative sleeping life and the unrelenting legerdemain often go hand in hand.  Here’s to the forgetting, cheers.  

my Uncooperative sleeping life
produced this spill
and so something positive even
though i am trying to move on.

thank You for kind comments

Nope...

i think with enough
'shrooms
and or libation
a nope becomes a Yup Yup Yup

I've never done shrooms. Nope is regarding the coopons ....impossible

I get this one. If only sleep would allow for the healing process to complete. I get it. Missing a few zzzz's myself here lately. Time will see us through, yes?

Yes, time will see us whether we want or want not

I HAVE been sleeping more hrs but at weird times
now -- 0200 hrs to 0745 hrs

Honored for the RL add

What's libation

li·ba·tion

a drink poured out as an offering to a deity.
synonyms:  liquid offering, offering, tribute, dedication, oblation; sacrifice

the pouring out of a drink as an offering to a deity.
       "gin was poured in libation"

Basically, libation is alcohol but i always like to think i am drinking the Drink of the Gods   ; )

A heartfelt spill, I understand this all too well

Story of my life

I know You do, Brother

appreciate the share

dearest Tallen my heart aches for you
it does hurt love but what would we do without it...the magic?

great write...

love Brenda ❤

Although it is always super painful
each absence of
i wouldn't trade any of my experiences
with past loves
for all the stardust spilled on all the
planetary orbs in the universe.

It is magick that i never want to let go

thank You for kind praise and share, Brenda

LOL - it is the sleeping that's been making it difficult to forget and or move on.
This spill woke me up this morning when i wanted to sleep.
I know You are correct about a new distraction to cross my path will cause me to change my focus.

I am really thinking about building a higher wall around my heart

thank You for the kind shares

I usually only get the railroad tie penetrating my skull
when i am being attacked psychically.
& it's so effin painful i imagine it's liken to a migraine, as what You refer to, here.

Peppermint oil to the temples and eyelids and then sleep is my aroma therapy answer (after a Reiki Shielding spell)

I'm getting closer to my romantic normal self
I can feel it's very very close.

I wouldn't say i'm unlucky with matters of the heart;
i have been very fortunate to have loved some incredible spirits.  I think it's just that most can only take so much of < me > for only so long.  Longest in a relationship was 6 yrs (my personal record) but then again, that was not an LDR & i inherited 2 wonderful kind stepkids.

We clamor for the things that make us feel good/better and when they are no longer in front of us an emptiness is created until we find something to fill the void. Keep trucking brother and be happy football season is upon us.

WooHoo!
Football season will definitely take my mind off of
the mushiness i've been wading through!

thank You, Brother Tim!!

Dearest T!

Your word choices are trick(sy) just like your muse(es). (;

I raised my eyebrows at the title alone. Got a dictionary. Read it over again. Then I realized the depth of this was much more complex than fancy labels.

“Sooner if my sleeping life will cooperate.”

Ha, the irony and the way you describe Death - hauntingly original. (;

FAB.

Yours,
LostGirl

Your comments caused me to smile --
thank You

so my attempts at multiple meanings
has been uncovered?    ; )

Always appreciative of Your read
and take on my spills, Beautiful
thank You much

Sleep should be an escape. A face popping in, unannounced, can leave me in a mood the next day. Grrr.  

Great write!

My mind, i have discovered over the years
rarely stops.
I used to solve Chess problems in my sleep!!
& so,
not surprised by poetry when i wake.

appreciate the read and praise

Yeah i just wish the muse needed more sleep, too

appreciate the kind praise, Brother

Hey, Tallen, Bro

If this is what I'm thinking, it's worse than I thought; and if this is worse than I thought, I don't want to be thinking, lest I make things even worse.

I'm not asleep, though -- as you often are not -- and so my mind races.  I even think of a potential trilogy that has not yet taken place.  Moreover, the 3rd party has not partied on these comments, so I see a gaping void.

All my answers would be pale in the face of your wingless flight, so let me not pretend to be Dr Zeus with comic relief.  One thing I can say:  I have a few "broken pieces" poems, so I can imagine how it feels.  If this is a good time, I am ready to consider the alternative tri-Collab you proposed nearly 2 months ago -- especially if it will help move you to a better placer.

Don't forget:  you're already a step ahead when you can unscramble the words that help heal a contorted equation.

Yours sincerely

cab

I don't think this is what You're thinking
if You're taking away a lot of negatives here.

& for the record, I have little control over my unconscious self -- it's all i can do to keep the
schizophrenia at bay while i am awake.

& i am always up for a collab
but we need to find another writer for the 3-way.

Always appreciate You and Your shares
thank You, Brother

This would be some relief, Tallen, if you don't think the issue is what I'm thinking.  I'll go off-camera for clarification.

I'll check out a couple o' friends to determine who would like to join a tri-Collab with you and me.

Sincerely

cab

Tallen, I felt your pain in the piece that I just added, I do. People don't understand what silence or a simple nuance does to us! It eats me alive.

I wasn't in love, but had just reconnected with a person who once meant a lot, he became the reason I write today, as my muse. After crying for a year in his absence because all that pushed us away, I was elated.....until those unreciprocated words & empty silence came. I felt so strong yesterday, that he was in the past. I'm just lying to myself, even though I know he didn't care like I did, or if really at all. Hugs for strength!

I wrote another spill kind of relating to this one and the one You added (Honored for the add - thank You)
about how
"It's always Cryptic when we don't talk."
& You know what?!!  IT ALWAYS IS because only one person knows what the eff is going on and it's not You or me.
You know it doesn't take much to text or send and email -- what 30 seconds?  To say i am OK; thank You for caring.

But Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
& when i lament then i am accused of it always being about me.  It ain't about me but of us if
we were TRULY FRIENDS.

3 times in 3 years and i don't think my heart can take this type of shit anymore.
I don't want to close myself off but
Damnit.

I feel Your pain, Pandy
I can send some Reiki to You (just PM me and tell me what city You live in as i send the energy via Trees when it's long-distances)

I can see the trace of e.e. cummings here!  Great!

Many writers (in other poet sites online)
have told me my spills are liken to E.E. Cummings
and to be honest ------
to this day, today, i still am not certain what it means
but i feel honored nevertheless.

thank You