Monday, May 1, 2023

Moribund Devotion

Moribund Devotion

“A poetic presentation of unrequited love; with authentic references, and documented witness to the end of that fledgling love.”

In Parts


Preface:  A Thought, Documented

Prologue:  A Rambling Request, a letter to Michael about Louis


I:   Childish Heart

II:  Damaged

III:  When It’s Done

IV:  Crazy and Addicted

V:   Falling Out

VI:  The Resistance of the Universe

VII:  Last Birthday


Epilogue:   Depleted

Postface:  Things Not Said

A Thought, Documented

 A Thought, Documented

Moribund Devotion, Preface


28 April 2023


“It shouldn’t be a surprise that as everything in my world is staring to quickly crumble away after an extended period of neglect of care that everything that I would try to have hope for on my birthday would go in every direction.   Except for the direction that would give me any kind of positive experience. “

Things Not Said

 Things Not Said

Moribund Devotion, Postface



Every word you say means nothing just like your actions because they’re not consistent 


You cant apologize if you don’t mean it especially when your actions say the opposite 


To me, you have Nothing to stand on when everything you depend on for support is broken


A day will come when everything you have that keeps you afloat. There’s no longer there to let you up.


Looks fade away and the empathy from your trauma become nothing more than empty words. 


So when you’re faking it in life, deteriorates how you survive the rest of life


When even your name is nothing more than a random sequence of the alphabet?


What will you do when you need a hand but you’ve already brushed all of them away


I ask you this now, because I do still care for you but soon that’s something I wouldn’t dare 


And the sad part of it all is, at least for me, is that I will end up being the only one there. 


I have every right to say, I told you so, but I would never allow anyone to feel how I feel


Even though right now I feel this way partially because of you as clueless as you are


Tuesday, April 25, 2023

A Rambling Request, a letter to Michael about Louis

A Rambling Request

A letter to Michael about Louis

Moribund Devotion, Prologue 


I started writing this less than a minute after I last kissed you goodbye, but I had to get the thoughts down before they started to mumbo-jumbo with everything else in my mind   


I really don’t understand what hold Louis has over you or even your relationship with him.  to me every time you talk about him you generally seem to have a distain for him or at least about how he acts, yet anytime he comes around or pops up on phone calls you always drop everything in existence, and from personal experience you even seem to expect who you’re currently with to also alter and change their plans and expectations Because of him. 


Now, as far as your relationship with him and what that is or was, I don’t ask because I let you tell me what you want to tell me because that’s your life; however, from what I’ve gathered from the people that have known both of you longer than I have seem to indicate even they don’t know. At one point John S. Said that  you were Louis’s “boyfriend/not boyfriend?” This was in a text to Troy about Louis back in January about what Louis was doing in Columbia.  


I probably would not have even approach the subject had he not impacted my life twice in 24 hours.  before last night yeah, I wondered what he was to you and you were to him and that whole thing, but it was never important enough to me to question it, however last night You took his phone call during what was supposed to be an intimate moment between us and and although you did excuse yourself, you seemed to not be really contributing to the conversation… maybe because I was in the room (why I went to smoke).  Today you did not take the first call, after which you cleverly tried to find me something to do away from you which didn’t work as I had nothing to do.  After the second call I read the writing on the wall and offered to Excuse myself, which you accepted.   


At the end of this I’m confused.  Make it make sense…How should I feel?  I personally don’t care for him but that’s based on the words of others, Troy, and mostly yours.  I’ve only seen him in person once and said maybe 3 words to him and that was an oddly comical moment due to all the circumstances.  But other than what’s happened in the last 24 hours his proximity to him through you has always resulted in a negative feeling for me. Yet, despite every negative thing you’ve said about him (and that’s nearly everything) you prioritize him to a level that is beyond everyone but your blood family.  


So I guess after all that emotional word vomit I just need your help making this make sense to me so I can figure out how I feel.  Should I just continue to carry the repugnant indifference I have for him?   Anger at you for allowing him to be a recurring unwelcomed interruption?  Mad at myself for having feelings about you that his recurrences give me feelings that are anything but neutral.  


I’m now sitting in my drive way and have been for awhile so I’ll wrap this up.  Help me and I’ll talk/see you soon.  


  • Mitch.  

Friday, May 3, 2013

STREAM OF CONSIOUSNESS | Questions For The Inigma Sitting In Front Of Me



What did I do earn this pain
I gave you everything I had to give
Is it that is wasn’t enough for you
Or are you never satisfied with anything

You know I will punish myself before anyone else can
So why do you keep taking me to the whipping post
Do you think that picking me apart until there’s nothing left
Is going to keep me from going insane?

Yes you gave me an amazing time
Despite the fact you could have ruined it from the start
I chose from that point I would make it great for me
Despite the fact you had tried to rip my heart to shreds

Is everything I gave you worthless
Because you act like what you gave me
Has never been returned to you in the least
If that’s the case I can’t figure out if you’re blind or stupid

The first heart break came when you stopped asking
Simple things, like how are you today, how did you sleep
Eventually even I figured they were waste of breath
If someone I valued so much didn’t give those words a value

When you went days without saying those three well known words
I knew you were already gone emotionally
What are you getting from me sitting across from you
I have too much to offer you or anyone than to waste my all for emptiness

One day I hope you figure yourself out
You’ll never be happy until you can live in your own truth
Stop running away from everyone who offers you an opportunity
To let your soul finally find a place to rest

If you are going to make me the reason why this couldn’t work
Let me get out of town before you can construct that lie
If you think you kept me around while your catch swam away
I hate to think what better opportunities have gotten ahead of me

Thursday, January 31, 2013

God Awful Sickly Feeling

I keep getting this God awful sickly feeling, that something negative is coming into my world.  The last times I remember feeling this feeling so strongly was when people I loved did something that devistated me.  This devistation came from the ideas of mutual respect, appreciation, and love that I had for these people who did not share the same levels of respect, appreciation, and love. 

At this time I focus on the lesson that came with this pain.  I cannot let the choices of others hurt me.  I can't help that their minds don't process events and emotions the same way mine does.  Focus on the day at hand and what presents it brings, not what news that tomorrow could or could not bring.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

STREAM OF CONSIOUSNESS | not that powerful



You’ll regret pushing me away
Cause when you see me with an upgrade
You’ll be sad you missed your chance

As for me I’ll take it in stride
I gave you a chance too bad it’s gone
I’ll be sure to take care of me
So don’t blame me when you feel inferiority

I’m sick and tired of being made to feel
I’m responsible for everyone’s actions and thoughts
I’m not that powerful
No matter how much power you give me

I didn’t make you sneak around
To feel that you had to screw around
That’s your own insecurities trying you down
I got mine with pride no shame
We were only fucking, just party friends
So don’t make me feel like I’m to blame

Why is my spotlight giving you such a complex
If you knew me as a friend like you say you do
You’d be proud of my time to shine

I’ve been blamed for the roaming eye
When I gave up begging for the attention I deserve
I’ve been blamed for shady games
When I tried to be a faithful man
I’ve been blamed for adultery
When I was the one who kept it in my pants
So anything anyone has to throw at me
It’s nothing new, you’re just a victim in my way

And you wonder why I end up feeling the way I do
I’m not good enough so that as soon as I leave you go get screwed
While I waited and waited for you to take me in
You spend all of our time absorbed in yourself
I’m sick and tired of being hung up on your shelf
Fuck it!  Even though you’re giving me power I refuse to reciprocate
With any man any time ever again