Gord

2026-09-16 03:38 pm

I got to see it all,
Cheers, applause,
Fear of god,
In the end,
I feel it's paltry.

Because I felt, love,
Never tested,
Done no wrong,
In the end,
I hoped to say I love you,
One more time, though
Maybe I said enough.

Gord

2026-08-26 03:58 pm

Vast, like oceans, 
Endless, like addictions to opiates.

Nobody cares where you're going,
Past, child soldier,
Nobody cares where you're going,
Feather across the face,
Then under the eyes.

The night is dark,
Sun fills the sky.

Gord

2026-08-14 03:14 am

I've just realized,
The end will be dark.
No elation, cheers,
Or applause.

So hold me, until it comes,
I'll just hope it never does.

Gord

2026-08-13 07:14 pm

Vast: mountains sway,
At our age, the brain,
Nowadays.

Forgetful of things,
Mountains sway, 
Like concepts of outer space. 

Distance, refrain,
At our age, the brain,
Under, stands the pain,
It never comprehends,
Where and what is,
It just toils away.

Gord

2026-08-12 04:33 pm

You wept: I have no nerve left,
Well, you keep that to yourself,
Like you're harbouring dead.

A friend must bear until the end,
I hate you, everything you have,
And you can't just fuck me,
But you'll stand beside me,
That's why we're just friends.

Gord

2026-07-20 06:56 pm

Advancement forever,
Like standing to stomping,
Spying to friendship.

Beyond process: Beyond measure.
Behind me are the days of leisure,
Hot temper, involvement of parent,
But you, I see are still there.

Covet beyond edges,
White lattice fences.
Void, in contentment,
It can destroy forever.

You're right about nothing,
So spare me a lecture,
Our neighbours are different,
Mine don't talk in direction,
And they ask if I'm still here.

Gord

2026-07-10 01:47 pm

Aversion to food,
Repulsion, to new,
Compulsion to move.

I can teach every piece,
How to act like a queen,
And handle a gun too.

Substance abuse,
Strum of the lute,
Analyze the root,
What else is there to do?

Different from truth,
Discernment of rules,
Intersections near you, 
Diameter of the moon.

Enthusiasm for two,
Quadratures of lune,
Assertion of youth,
What else is there to do?

Sit around saying I love you?
Well, compared to whom?
All I am is a friend,
A Nobody to see through.

Gord

2026-07-09 06:12 am

Lingua adversaria,
Suovetaurilia,
Mad, hysteria, 
and dependence.

Antagonistic language, 
And fashioned to black,
Hand Gallops, 
Depression.

Can an abstract inform the mass?
Impress upon me, Earth.
Like clay to ash. 

Like, in darkness,
Light upon a mass. 

Gord

2026-07-04 12:09 pm

Beneath the heather,
Under her breath,
Behemoth... Never.

But demons forever:
Dreams of perfection,
Peaceful agendas, 
Deeper connections, 
Traded for equal attention. 

You always had mine forever, 
Free from aggression, 
Free from unpleasance, 
Free from pretending, 
Free happiness forever. 

That's not what you want? 
Beneath a sweater,
Under her breath,
Again, another.

So she says,
Free from justice ever,
When it comes to affection.

So she never opens up,
Free, of attendance,
Free, hand percussion,
Free, for jackals and buzzards,
Until they see something better.

Gord

2026-04-01 08:32 pm

Your friend talked, 
You saw my disgust.
How could you? It wasn't.

I still called you drunk,
Two thirds of what I thought,
I should have called you hot, 
I should have told you what I wanted.

Instead you talked until I fell apart,
I realized your better off,
That we could never be in love.

Your friend talked, 
You tried to get her to stop,
Honestly I wanted more, 
But I wasn't being honest.

I was trying to be myself...

Instead you talked,
I realized you are better off,
That you would see things I never would,
That if I had told you what I wanted, 
That we could never be in love.

Gord

2026-02-20 02:14 pm

Belly distend, body groan,
Inside you hope for inner growth,
Instead, you'll fight in civil court.

Doesn't it get a little old?
Every night you lock the door,
Enter your room, turn the radio on...
It's what you know, and fear.

Doesn't it seem a little odd?
Where was he when you need him?
Doesn't it get a little old?
Every night, a knock at the door,
Enter your room, turn the radio on....

So where was he by morning? Gone?
You lock the door, a window breaks,
Your father comes, fixes everything,
Doesn't it get a little old?
Doesn't it seem a little odd?
Inside, you hope for inner growth,
Instead, you'll fight in civil court.

Gord

2025-11-26 09:58 pm

He puts on a cap,
Face like his dads,
So they clap,
Regardless, for all he lacks,
Is what lover's want.

Please come back,
Please come back,
He begs to a darkness,
Change my path.

Away, my hands,
Take my grasp,
At the other end, nothing
Date, time stamp.

Gord

2025-11-20 07:25 pm

Best dressed, twelve steps,
Yes, Yes... I hear you again.

All spells in the end cast death:
Glass tears the flesh,
Mirror bears the self.

Upon an iris fairer sex,
Fake friend, fake friends,
Upon a whitened feather bed.

What next?
All the white dissolves to red.

Gord

2025-11-13 10:14 am

Dreamers dreaming dreamscapes. 
Mealless evening,
Weakened breathing,
People screaming,
The defeated, being replaced.

Cover the rear, cover the face, 
Coveted feeling, converts of race, 
Circle of fifths, dogma and faith. 

In the end, who pays? 
Cathedral ceiling, being replaced.

Gord

2025-10-08 08:37 am

Love, and then opera,
Justification, self-pardon,
I understand your problems,
Respect my decision,
Artha, and Dharma. 

What was the end product?
Neither husband nor father,
Can you blame the audience?
'Someone push me harder,
On the swing that I have built.'

Respect my decision, 
I wished I had died a martyr,
Rather than see all of it.
I understand your problems,
Love, and then Scarborough.

Songbird, sharpened bones,
Opera, wooden home.
Love, screaming nonsense,
I understand your problems,
Respect my decision. 

Gord

2025-09-17 06:41 am

May I judge? The chaos comes,
Under veil of doves, not weight problems. 

May I judge? Love is based on trust,
Something you know nothing of,
Like plain hard work and using gloves.

Broken promises, safe guarded,
Imitation artist with an imitation father, 
Imitated marble walls to floor,
How are those games you play at home?

May I judge? The chaos comes,
Not in the break ups, it's there all along.

Eighty dollars for a game cartridge.
May I judge? Are the games you play fun?
What about friendship, was it there all along? 
Under a veil of doves, a veil of darkness,
Changing promises, a raging monster.

Gord

2025-08-27 09:28 pm

Three wolf moon, in your worldview, what do sheep do? Look at you and feel good?

 If they could, they would open their mouth, croon, and as the wolf descends, endure their wounds.

Gord

2025-08-26 07:15 am

Am I a zero, or a one to them?
When the computer sees me,
What does it feel? Overwhelmed?
Breath short of air?

Alas, keyboard, come to rest,
Like Gabrielle says to Rodrigo,
I need a bit, this is done to death,
Everything deserves an end.