mickeko

2026-06-30
Powerful words, Sameen.

Legacy is built upon stepped on people. Whatever you leave behind is something someone else could have used earlier.

2026-06-30
I tried to instruct Gemini as best I can on the meaning, and it gave me this translation, which, based on the descriptions, seem to be close to what I intended (I don't know french unfortunately):

​"Sens de"
​But, le connais-tu ?

​La fin des moyens
nos vœux et nos désirs
curieusement proches

​Eau de boudin
(This line could possibly also be "À l'eau de rose")

​Tout dessein
avec le nôtre
accumulé
en un tas
appelé l’humanité.

2026-06-27
The word can be both hidden and revealed by the meter. In the worst applications it's veiled cowardice, plausible deniability. Sometimes it's the only way something will get expressed, not devious at all.

2026-06-25
Hits like a rock. The truth in words are indeed entirely circumstantial.

2026-06-24
I have my own understanding of this kind of relation. You probably need as much advising about it as I do, so I will give none. But no matter what anyone says (this includes the mirror), you're the lead smith of what will be your past tomorrow.

2026-06-24
I resonate better with symphonic metal, but amazing concept, despite the gore. :)

2026-06-23
I do agree with all but what you might expect at this point: Every step in evolution is transitional. :)

2026-06-22
A copy of a copy of a copy of a copy. A heart looks mostly like any other, but only one heart is mine, as is yours.

2026-06-20
Love this! As it's a temple, your 8 syllable center is forgiven.

2026-06-19
Beautiful, I wish you and Kee all the best!

2026-06-19
We know where all roads go, don't we? Every road is past experience, the destination doesn’t end the journey.

2026-06-19
I can't see imagery (it's my limitation, not yours), but I understand motion. And this moves, boy does it move.

2026-06-17
A hard life with little more reward than fleeting moments of joy (my mind can't bare to deny her that). I'm not going to lie, she deserved better. Not in prose, this is perfect, but in life.

2026-06-16
As good a description for satire as it is for a polygamist celebrity.

2026-06-16
"Do or do not. There is no try. Whatever makes you stronger hasn't killed you yet." - Yoda "Yolo" Nietzsche

2026-06-16
Everything is a remix. Those blind to the origin of their creativity tend to be overly protective about it. We're not originals, we are revamps.

2026-06-15
Unspeakable. It's an ugly history, terrible and meaningless, yet there was so much hope, after... but fragile, shatters with a few words if we let it.

2026-06-13
Rings true to me. Luckily I'm not too fussed about what I am.

2026-06-11
I absolutely adore this. I wish to be that monkey. And to some extent I suppose I am, but one in a corner, muttering short form to myself.

2026-06-11
I am my own fiercest rival. That way I can always come out as the winner. And I always lose, meaning I always have a reason to try to better. I don't look for rivalry because that would require me to write them, and I prefer to write me.

If I can have a wish for you to come true, I'll wish for you to get what you need. If that's a rival or not is not up to me to decide.

2026-06-08
Fantastic. I particularly love the stereo imagery, poetry often forgets we have two ears. Not just depth of the sky, but also of the sound it makes.

2026-06-08
Some lives
are disposable.
I always apologize
even to flies I swat.
To the joy of those around me,
but not for it.
It is a post mortem
as they can't hear me.
Being dead does that, right?
​It helps me remember
how fragile we are.

2026-06-06
You're looking for something that isn't there, that's why you can't find it. It doesn't matter who "they" are. I'm saying that owning the skies will make you blind to it.

2026-06-06
I appreciate the comment, but I didn't write a poem about Eisenhower, nor the hubris of Icarus.

2026-06-06
I'm blown away, perhaps by the breath of that sparrow.

This might be my favorite among everything I've read from you, time makes favorites so the jury is still kind of out. I have no words.

2026-06-06
I've never been to a real (physical) one. Someone might ask real questions.

2026-06-06
Therapy, is a bought friend, if you will, and can afford. Paid for life advice. If you are not specific about what needs to be resolved, a good therapist can advise you as long as you confide in them.

2026-06-05
I usually don't do small talk, only when someone leads it, because that's not who I am. So I'm guilty as charged. It's not a shortcoming, just shorter. 😉

2026-06-05
Oof, too real. Brilliant work.

2026-06-04
Mankind does make steps, it just often ends up as the kind of step we're unlikely to appreciate.

2026-06-04
I'll be honest, the connection here feels bought, or at least like an attempt at buying it. The invitation seems to be supported by things and self sacrifice rather than the speaker as a person. Might be that it's just the darkness in me. I enjoyed this nonetheless.

2026-06-04
This piece reads vulnerable and true.
Don't write for me though. I have a hard time reading things longer than my breath. But, even then, what I do read from you is always worth it.

2026-06-02
This is, again, movement, as in a painting. Beautiful. A car that brakes for a cat, momentarily disrupting the clockwork, occupies my mind now. Well done. :)

2026-05-31
Written like a painter. You're good with the detail. Feels like it's waiting for someone to unpause.

2026-05-30
Turn thoughtfully. We don't need to dizzy ourselves over nothing. Life can be a carousel or a dizzy bat game. Same turns, different consequence.

2026-05-30
I've been close to it, enough to not pretend to know your side of it.

Still, reading is the most difficult.

Writing is process, reading is feeding.

With my brain often full of itself, I'm perhaps not as malleable as I think. It takes different tools to anchor to a soft water bed.

2026-05-29
Strong imagery that reads without consequence. Works for me. Thank you!

2026-05-29
Well written. Reads like self delusion.

Knowing wants is expensive.
Knowing needs is divine.

2026-05-28
Thank you Sameen, I stumbled, but I didn't really look back to see why.

2026-05-27
It does look like us, doesn't it?

Though, I do think, that particular chain is something we choose to put on, and as such we can choose to take it off

2026-05-27
A heavy beat on battle worn drums. I hover around taking over and belonging to an asylum, some day someone will know me and put me where I belong.

2026-05-26
Every word is a wall
standing proud and tall
Meter standing before stem
painting pots to control them
Picking color for every high brow cutey

Even broken words read with eloquent beauty
Certainly that has its definite place
it shapes the walls of that maze
Pick your form with thought out aim
lest your walls be all the same

2026-05-25
I'll hold you to that promise. Well argued!

2026-05-23
The dynamics of sex and relations are individual, so I can't tell what holds them together, not even my own. Perhaps that's as it should be. I think the strongest emotional bonds are dilutions rather than glued. Rigidity often means a break is bound to happen.

2026-05-22
Fertilizing a field with fossilized shit would cause a fair bit of trouble. But well roared, nonetheless. I flinched.

2026-05-22
How does one write this while driving?

2026-05-22
There are places to say things, and places to not. This is not the place for the latter. I concur. Keep writing, Ken. Your voice is no less worth hearing than anyone else's.

2026-05-21
This reads the way I approach new things. With dedication, but leaving the manual unwrapped.

2026-05-21
I don't particularly want to read a dirty French novel, but reading this was a reminder of every wish I've left behind. Thank you.

2026-05-07
I did just that, yesterday. There's something quietly universal about that.