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doomed trussed-up trust

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So let’s swear: to your justice! To our doomed trussed-up trust and our pitiful lustre, da-ge, what a parable -

JGY decides to kill NMJ, explored via the immortal medium of acrostic poetry (bring it back you cowards).

Notes:

as ever, don't question the medium too hard, it's a perfectly good poetic form if we move on from the associations with describing snow in year 3. also intrinsically funny.

change in POV for this one due to rat brain reasons <3 sorry for stealing your agency, dage

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Doomed trussed-up trust

 

 

 

 

N ie meant, for me, touchable
I n all else as brittle as
E arth-stricken frost. Are you lost

M ingjue? Trust, Mingjue? Try twisting your fist 
I n the scent of my neck, and try grasping, try asking -
N ot that you would, though I hoped - if you could? - one day you’d ask if the
G ood in your love was ever worth the fear of it. So let’s swear: to your

J ustice! To our doomed trussed-up trust and our pitiful lustre, da-ge, what a parable -
U p on your pedestal, once incomparable, you've severed all hope that you’ll
E nd this and live.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Notes:

thank youuuuu!! if you like, please leave kudos :)

serious note:

for everybody who is in contact with me on tumblr, I have finally realised how addicted I am to the entire *handwaves* internet and online communities, and am trying to a) build more community in real life, shocking, b) reclaim my ability to focus, and c) finish my BLOODY BOOK

I love tumblr, but as aristotle famously said: 'once your brain is pickled, it can't turn back into a cucumber'. I am, like many of you also will be (sorry), addicted to the internet. behavioral addiction is not as destructive as substance addiction, but I don't like not feeling in control of my own life. I kept doing detoxes and finding clarity - but the moment I log in again, that's all gone. will-power is both a muscle and a finite resource, and I'm just not strong enough to compete with the thousands of psychologists behind the screen. so...that's it.

I'm likely not coming back. every single month I have had since leaving tumblr and banning youtube/reddit on my computer so far, I have written over 50k words. every. single. month. that's...that's insane?? so I miss it, of course, but the benefits that come with leaving are far greater than any pleasure I had whilst scrolling.

the mdzs/cql community has been wonderful, and I am so grateful for finding that online space in 2020 when I needed it the most. I will continue to write fandom poetry here and there, but also want to focus on *my* poetry - stuff I can actually publish (lol).

hope you are all well <3

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