Dio Writes

poetry

Evils once contained

Have broken free of their prison

And fascism, cruelty

Are ascendant, have risen

In mythology, heroes

Kept their darkness at bay

But reality's crueler

Complacency created these days

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What I write, invisible

Or mostly so

Poetry

Prose

Diatribes

Sex

Unseen, unread

These truths

Ephemeral monuments

Fading fast

Disappearing

Fragments in time

Glimpses of me

Lost

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Viral, that's what I am

Words shifting perspective

Reason as a cancerous growth

Poison, seeping into your system

Truth, that deadliest of toxins

Operating from the shadow you cast

And taking you down, cell by cell.

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Content Warning: Non-specific references to abuse, sexual assault.

(Poetry)

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It is impossible, they say

Denying the results

Telling us we are mistaken

Ridiculing us to our peers

And then

When they can no longer deny

They steal the work

And call it their own.

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This world lost its sense of wonder

Its people bound to cold half-truths

Sold the inevitability of its descent

By prophecies peddled by monsters

Who seek to profit from hope's demise

It is time to awaken, sleeping heroes

To cast off the shackles you've donned

Take up your swords, your pens

Scream defiance

And fight. Fight and win.

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A tiefling, seething

Never believing their scheming

Seeing through their lies to their meaning

Their institutions gleaming, seeming

Perfect but hiding the rot teeming

In the foundations, in the ceilings,

This teethling tiefling-

Fuck. I should be sleeping.

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In a moment

Life overturned

Gaslit by doctors

Dismissed

Sold snake oil

Told to be patient

Miserable

Sleeping to escape

Dreading dawn

Remembering

That I was once whole

Hoping

That I may be once again.

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Grasp your panic and fear

Trap it in a box in your mind

Cast it into the recesses of your psyche

Emotionless, a caricature of bravery

But later

Resurfacing, the clasps rotted

Festering panic

Infectious fear

Will break free

Will break you

The price, with interest, paid in the end.

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Today, I give thanks

For those who tolerate my fictions

And for those who understand

That there is more beneath this mask.

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