Author
Poet
Screenwriter
Hoodlum
Breeze Vincinz
BREEZE LOVE SOUL
SIAMESE
© Breeze Vincinz
Hey there twin,
Let's match your evil with mine
Truth is a game fools play
No smashed grapes, no wine
Why not transparency
no sweetness in the hiding
Your friends are emotionally diabetic
Your friends are experts in abiding
My blindness in seeing the telltale signs nothing compared to yours
Hitting yourself to make yourself feel better only left me with sores
You've taken all of my fears and nightmares and made them come true
Oh, my love, I'm truly afraid you'll have a horrible death, make that one happen, Boo
Hey there twin,
You just wanted to be happy
I shouldn't be screaming
You cheated; I should be clapping
You found out who are
Congratulations, it was a great stunt
Cheers to my twin spirit
A toast to my doppelgänger cunt
You never found me attractive, but what you did find sexy were the words I wrote
Or rather you say you never found me sexy, but my dick was always in your throat
Or rather you make it seem you were doing charity work by dating the elderly and obese
As if what I wanted in life was a fat blind man that lives with his mom, unemployed, and has three titties
Hey there twin,
I see the dude(s) who fucked you is (are) doing great
I should probably do the same
I should probably separate
This spirit we share is killing me
This past we have is too
My exorcisms have always been literary
Hopefully, this will get rid of you
I bind you, Twin, from doing harm; harm against other people, and harm against yourself
I bind you, Twin, from avoiding the truth people tell you, you're going blind, not going deaf
I bind you from telling all lies because you think your truth is too devastating
I bind you from believing you're introverted or low maintenance when you're evil is castrating
I bind you from creating another business run by people who's dick you have sucked
I bind you from sucking random people's dicks in hopes they will help your business make a buck
I bind you to forgive yourself for everything you did you think I don't know about, but I know the tea
I bind you from thinking I was ever in love with you; I was in love with what was presented to me
I bind you from cowardice, I bind you from snores, I bind your own ego, I bind you from starting wars
I bind you from placing your psychopathy in everybody's hands, including God's and not yours
I bind you to give up the thought that the person who beats you can love you to your core
I bind you to stay far away from anything that I care about; I just don't want to be your twin anymore
I wrote this poem (clearly) after a bad breakup. When I started this project, this was one of the first poems I fed into the AI, and when it spat it out, I just started laughing. The thing is, I have, in all honesty, forgiven the ex, moved on, and truly wish him all the best in life. Which is why it is so trippy to hear this, set to such a trippy tune, more than a decade later. I was very trepidatious about posting this in an open forum because, after listening to this, again... after more than a decade of breaking up, it comes off as unnecessarily cruel and just plain mean. But I do liken it to "Unsent" by Alanis Morissette, of just pontificating about past relationships. As of date, I'm debating going the same route she did and calling him and saying something to the effect of, "I wrote this poem about you, and it's pretty brutal. I just wanted to let you know." Friends are telling me he doesn't deserve that level of "decency", but I also don't think it's a matter of his laudability more than my own conscience. If this actually gets posted... I'll let you know.
Writer's Notes
Writer's Notes
I wrote this poem (clearly) after a bad breakup. When I started this project, this was one of the first poems I fed into the AI, and when it spat it out, I just started laughing. The thing is, I have, in all honesty, forgiven the ex, moved on, and truly wish him all the best in life. Which is why it is so trippy to hear this, set to such a trippy tune, more than a decade later. I was very trepidatious about posting this in an open forum because, after listening to this, again... after more than a decade of breaking up, it comes off as unnecessarily cruel and just plain mean. But I do liken it to "Unsent" by Alanis Morissette, of just pontificating about past relationships. As of date, I'm debating going the same route she did and calling him and saying something to the effect of, "I wrote this poem about you, and it's pretty brutal. I just wanted to let you know." Friends are telling me he doesn't deserve that level of "decency", but I also don't think it's a matter of his laudability more than my own conscience. If this actually gets posted... I'll let you know.
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