All words by me, Casper Starshack. It's best to read on a larger screen since the phone screen breaks up the lines, but do as you must. No AI for anyth...
I have more poems written along with countless notes and ideas for poems, but I just don't care anymore, and as far as I know no one else does either. Between the stifling emptiness of my life and the world getting worse by the day, it doesn't seem even remotely important. I don't have it in me to be creative. It feels like someone asking me if I'm hungry five minutes after learning that my best…
On days like this, I have to fight THE URGE. I have to wrangle it and calm it down like it's some wild animal, or risk being overtaken by THE SADNESS. (THE URGE is simply the desire for anything to happen, rather than nothing, and THE SADNESS is an intense longing for the old days, when things were happening in my life. I have capitalized them because these feelings are so immediately recognizable…
We had gone to see the movie at an old theater, fully restored to look like it did in the golden days of the silver screen. The lush bamboo forests in the film starkly contrasted with the cold Wisconsin winter outside, and I felt something mystical brewing in me. My friend, who was from Malaysia I believe, said many of the things we saw in the movie were real, though I don't know how serious he…
the lengths we have to go to are expanded by our division while we seek to exonerate the truth someone else is doing a revision and so we are tasked with strategizing to make the right decision our energy spent not on living but on avoiding the next collision ~ February 2026
I'm looking at a Trump supporter. He says Trump is the greatest president of all time. I'm looking at a Trump detractor. She says he will start world war III on the taxpayer's dime. I'm looking at a Mamdani supporter. She says it's refreshing how he spreads love and not fear. I'm looking at a Mamdani detractor. He says this man will destroy New York City within the year. I'm looking out the…
in devotion's name I grab the chains navigating on a higher plane where transformation requires slow death and though this wisdom is arcane to ignore it is to abandon myself and become that which I disdain which inwardly is a torture that I cannot sustain the cycle of destruction and rebirth is the very purpose of this plane and until my lesson has been learned I must willfully endure the pain ~…
the big pain... ow they don't deserve to see me now they did this, or rather did it by omission left behind like a scrap at the bottom I had to adapt- by spinning in my grave until I dug a hole straight through... to the dark side. despite how it may seem on the surface, things change constantly around here right now I'm looking at a map and trying to envision just exactly how big Nuku Hiva is and…
I'm in my apartment standing at the window all the lights are off I'm staring at the full moon the night is clear my view is unobstructed a star is next to it or it might be a planet this was not planned I'm not supposed to be here but I remembered something that I wrote years ago which seemed so important but doesn't seem so now as I'm looking at the moon so late at night nothing else seems real…
I had been going down sleepy and broken for several days trying not to crumble all the way, just stay just wait, hold position and concentrate but on the last warm day of the year? the thought of missing out was the greater fear I got ready to go for an evening ride but at the last minute, it dawned on me- swimming is the real prize, and if I had any guts left I'd try it on for size I put my…
She had broken my heart at the height of the summer, and she had given me three things: A piece of driftwood the shape of a boomerang, a small sketch she had made of some trees, and a long chain necklace with a small Chinese symbol for luck; these were an exchange of gifts after I had given her the necklace I was wearing (which, coincidentally, was a heart on a chain). She had broken my heart and…