The boards up on the windows.

The sirens stopped
and the silence churned
a deeper fear within her.
It was quiet.
The boards up on the windows
and she thought
do I take them down,
is it worth the risk to know the truth?

Arms gripped upon her waist,
“it’s best to wait,” he said.
“In here it is us,
out there is another boarded up home
inside more sheltered
and they’re safe there.
When it’s time we will remove the boards
and see their eyes lock ours
through the windows
and we will know
there is hope.
For we will build.
And lets hope who is left
is worth building with.
Otherwise our bodies will give away
and fertilize the dirt
and the food that grows
will feed more hate.
Lets hope that who is left
is worth rebuilding with
or else this was for nothing. “

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Life is a victim of uncertainty.

Searching for normalcy
as life is a victim of uncertainty.
Underestimating our own realities
as the structure bleeds.
With each applause
deeper they slip their claws.
Trying to unmask the face
involved in each case.

If the universe had a face,
would it resemble that of the human race?
Is it energy that is sacred,
exposed, and naked?
No flesh to restrain it,
and confine its wit.

As their claws dig
through the atmospheres wig,
they find themselves
standing upon empty shelfs.
All out of rhythm
and all out of rhymes.

Their tongues untie
and they ask
“If you are real show yourself.
I forgot you don’t have a body
a glue to hold yourself together.
You made flesh and bone to hold us in.
How come you didn’t save any for yourself?
Was the material not thick enough,
not magnificent enough,
for something such as yourself?”

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

A hazard to itself.

Organisms die
and life it keeps trying
sparking new out of old
rewriting genetic codes
forgetting pieces
adding in new derivatives
continuing to exist
as one species goes extinct
another evolves
changing thriving
rearranging codes lost in the sequence
more appear over time
changes alterations
new formulas
outliving a single creator
becoming larger
life stays in control
as the organisms push
expanding their search for more
only life owns all of this
life is the superior of all
taking the reigns from the laboratories
sprinkling in extras
and laughing as life stretches
far beyond our reaches
far beyond what our minds
have the potential to grasp
for the center of all of this is life
and we are simply
an evolution
a twitch in the code
and as quickly as humans came in to life
humans can depart
and no longer exist
if life deems us useless
and a hazard to itself.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

The shadowy figure in the corner.

In the morgue
it was cold
her finger tips felt numb
and the smell of formaldehyde
had invaded her nostrils
rather than stop
she worked through the night
as she had on the nights that had come before.

Tonight the cold had begun to slow her
forcing the blood to thicken inside her
and in this spot she worked
there was a feeling
that she couldn’t remember
a thought that kept prodding within her
and turning ice cold at the tips of fingers
shattering her grasp of reality
and slowly she began to drift
further within.

In a spot in the corner of the room
there was a silhouette
she looked up and smiled
her lips unfrozen
untouched by the cold
or was it the cold
did her lips freeze within a smile?

Back to work she went
as the shadowy figure
in the corner
held a string
a string that prodded at her fingers
guiding her through the coldness of the room
keeping her from locking up
and stopping altogether.

Here in this moment
reality was unveiled
here in this moment she thought
is this the truth?
Have I ever been on my own?
Have I ever been in control?
Staring down at the body on the table
she thought if this was me
would I be at peace?
Are they at peace?

Time to cut further into the body
she stared at the figure locking eyes
if you want you can have mine
you already do right?
You own me anyways
forcing me to act a certain way
I see it now
you’ve all been in control
I’ve spent so long in this room
prepping all of you
and I see it tonight
it is you who own me
it is the dead that pays me
the dead that feeds me
the dead that keeps me working.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Exhaustion fuses the states together.

I feel tired
I’m awake
as parts of me are still fighting for sleep
a tiredness sets in
and I must be awake
and not sleep
and stay awake
and not sleep
as my body craves sleep
I must be awake
clicking keys
I fall asleep
am I awake
am I asleep
exhaustion fuses the states together
and when I’m asleep I’m awake
and when I’m awake I’m asleep
and our realities exhaust us
and our sleep replenishes us
once they fuse together
which part does the mind believe?

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina.

He had a thirst.

He had a thirst
he picked up the first container empty
not a drop left
frantic he began to search the house
he turned on the faucet
placing his mouth beneath
it was murky and brown
he spit it out
he could feel the rust on his tongue
he dug his nails in the back of his throat
those bastards weren’t going to breed inside him
he purged them out
a weak moment do to thirst
he looked at his hands
wrinkled and dried out
the dehydration had set in
decomposing was disgusting
a woman walked in
dangling a bottle filled of red liquid in front of him
as he laid on the floor
breathing shallow
she took the bottle pouring it over his face
“stop being picky
hydration is hydration
before you knew how it was bottled
it never bothered you
it matters now
because they unveiled the truth
you step on bugs as they enter your home
you swat away the insects flying about
on your route to work
run over squirrels with your car
when the lights are low
and you eat fish
caught within nets
now you take a stand
because the liquid is dyed of their blood
now you care because a human
might have slipped in
during the filtration process
you never cared before
when they worked long hours
and killed themselves
over restless nights
now you care because the liquid is red
drink out of the faucet rusted
and murky as it always was
as those things slip in
what difference does it make
you’ll be those things
or you’ll be stuck living like the rest of us
either choice
you’ll have to admit free will is an illusion
fabricated to keep everyone where they’ve always been.”

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

True loves kiss, won’t go without a miss.

True loves kiss
won’t go without a miss
Santa Claus is cool
fat man in a red suit he is not a fool
Easter Bunny hopping
we pick up the eggs we ain’t stopping
children are sinful
bathing in blessed water getting an earful
but true loves kiss
won’t go without a miss
that is a concern as I’ve been warned.

In the sleeping beauty’s world
love is a cure to be hurled
apparently that is where we say stop
this idea is a flop
it teaches girls to depend on men
allowing kissing without consent
as I’ve heard
I hear it I’ve been warned.

Has Santa Claus ever asked for consent
peeping through our windows on the constant
have I told the Easter Bunny
it could shit out jelly beans on my property
what about god did I ask to be created
to follow all their rules outdated?

No to the fat man in the red suit
No to the Easter Bunny creepily cute
No to the creator with the sinful fruit.

They all serve a purpose
keeping kids listening with ears filled of rust
and I ask
is honesty an impossible task?

I say no
No to the fat man in a red suit
no to the Easter Bunny creepily cute
no the the creator with sinful fruit.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Smile

“Smile
it won’t hurt so much
haven’t you heard smiling is contagious
if you smile you’ll feel happier
look I’m smiling
my smile isn’t enough for you?”

“Smile
that is what your bumper sticker says
that is what you believe
smiling makes the world happier
why aren’t your happy
I’m smiling
why won’t you smile
you’ll be happy
right?”

He laughed
“Does anyone believe that shit
smile, smile, smile
I had a terrible fucking day
and so many times I’d see you
smile you’d laugh
smile you’ll feel better
I didn’t
and I won’t
I do now though
knowing you know
smiling doesn’t make it better
I feel better
I actually feel like smiling
thank you for that.”

He readjusted the straps
“If you smile
you might not feel this.”
He laughed
“If you don’t smile
I’ll make you smile
a forced one might be your only option
as you’ve forced me
to feel I had to smile
even if I wasn’t happy
so everyone would be more comfortable
we work in a fucking cubicle
trapped within pleasantries
and you forced me to smile
to make the team more comfortable.”

“You were all correct
although you did force this out of me
nobody cares about that do they
they’ll look at you as an innocent
a woman taken by a man
me as a man with perverted tendencies
I am not
I’ve never touched you like that
they will look at me
and see me as a distraught man
an antisocial individual
I wasn’t before recently
I’ve realized if I must live in a place
where I’m forced to feel what I don’t
then I’ll allow myself to embrace what I do feel
and that right now
is absolute satisfaction
forcing a smile upon your face. “

Just to make sure it is clear I do not condone murder and or kidnapping. Murdering and or kidnapping someone is a criminal offense and morally/ethically wrong, clearly. It is only a poem, sometimes I write morbidly and other times I do not. Depends on what pops into my head in the morning. Recently I have been thinking about a bumper sticker serial killer type.

I also do not condone the use of bumper stickers because why would you want everyone to know what you represent by looking at the back of your car? The number of people in your family, your beliefs and so on. I hate bumper stickers just being honest. Hates aren’t often rational. Look at racists none of their arguments for why they are retain any rational thought and yet they still are. So I hate bumper stickers, at least I’m not a racist. I just get super frustrated driving behind a car with some bullshit bumper sticker, or stick figure families. I have an irrational hate for people with stupid bumper stickers no matter who they are. I’m not stating bumper stickers can’t be funny. Occasionally they make me laugh and that person gets a pass. Although super rare. Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Their brain is in charge.

This person has a body
and their body has a brain
and their brain is in charge
their brain retains memories
and erases what it deems pointless.

This person has a heart
and their heart listens
pumps when the brain informs it
pumps always as expected
and it waits permission
to pump faster.

This person has lungs
and their lungs exhale
letting out air and takes it in
their lungs listen to their brain
and breathes all day
quicker when needed
and less when asked of them.

This person has a stomach
and the stomach churns the food
and when the food is bulky
it churns faster
breaking it
and when the brain says it is time
it releases the blender valve
and the waste moves on.

This body has a digestive track
that digests the food further
eventually the food evacuates.

Now this person has heard
of a thing called a soul
it wonders what is a soul?
what is its function?
does anyone know?
does it exist?
if it does is it simply energy
possessed by life itself?

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina