To truly understand
The world’s descent
Into madness
One needs only
To remember
The burning of
Notre Dame de Paris
From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.
Tuesday Poetry: We Didn’t Start the Fire
Tuesday Poetry: Persistent Dysphoria
We drift apart
Were we ever close
I thought we were
I guess only I was
Sometimes you made
Me feel important
Lately I don’t
Think I am
I’m not important
To you or anyone else
I don’t know how
I’m supposed to feel
When I’m important
To someone
I don’t know the signs
I don’t know the words
I never learned
Born and bred in violence
That’s all I know
How do I
Learn to love
From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.
Tuesday Poetry: Broken Humans Creating Broken Humans
There’s a moment everyone reaches
As they get older and see their parents
As irrational broken people
It’s a painful realization
To know your parents are more flawed than you
You’re equally disgusted and impressed
With everything they have achieved
How did they survive so long like this?
How did they manage to bring a child
Into this world? Then you remember
Everything that happened to you and what they did
They’d have been better off without children
And you think you’d have been better off
Never existing in the world
Procreation is for the selfish
From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.
James Pack 