Oh. Poemism. Yes? Long poems. Short poems. Poems. Not poems. Something. Anything. Nothing. Oh. Is it Lunch time already?

"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //

A collection of astronomically different poems ranging from the fear of being left behind to a pigeon crossing the street. Feeling like the happiest person alive to feeling like the world's stepping on you and squishing you like a bug. All ridiculous poems in one neat bundle, written by yours truly. ~~~~~ A lot of these poems are very old. As of 2021 the first 10 might be from the start of 2017. ~~~~~ ( ONGOING BOOK )