Category: thanatology

Y’all, we’re gettin’ hitched proper this time!

Post author By aayoung
Post date October 21, 2022
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Ha!! Me, too…

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Poof* Take MY water

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Tags #protests, #rock, #roevwade, #science #heaven, #scotus, #society #afterlife, #villainny, 1984, 1995 Japanese subway gas attack, 2012, 2013 World Series, 21st century girls, 4th of July, 5th Avenue, 80's children, A & P, a good bending over, A Midsummer Night's Dream, A Wrinkle in Time, AA, abnormal psychology, Abortion, Abraham Lincoln, Abraham Maslow, absence, Absurdity, academia, accents, acceptance, accordions, activism, Addiction, adultery, advocating, affection, Afghanistan, Afterlife, aftermath, agriculture, air mail, Airplane, airports, Akron, Alcoholism, Alfred Hitchcock, Alice B. Toklas, Alicia in Wonderland, Alicia Young, Allen Ginsberg, alternative rock, Altoid Mints, American Culture, american history, American Indians, Americana, Amtrak, amulets, Anatomy, Ancestry, ancient history, and more fucking, Andy Warhol, Andy Warhol Bridge, anemia, angels, Animals, Anne Boleyn, anniversaries, anthologies, anti-social personality disorder, antibodies, Antigua, antiques, antiseptic ointment, apartments, apocalypse, apologies, Appalachia, Apples, April, arachnids, Aralee Strange, arbor day, Archery, architecture, Argentina, Arkansas, armageddon, Belief, death, humanity, Music, Punk, Society

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Paris in the rain

a woman’s life

is too tenuous

delicate

billowy

spider web

close call on I-75

in preterm labor

on the way to the

Paris airport

in the rain

fragile

beautiful

precious

sacrosanct

finite

for bad friends

bad family

bad coffee

bad shoes

bad mattresses

bad jobs

bad husbands

bad debt

and bad dick

learn this by 30 for maximum

enjoyment

future

female

conquerors

of a dying planet

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crashing zeppelin

when a living creature

has an unnatural state

inflicted upon its existence

things rarely turn out well

for the specimen

war

starvation

drought

intoxication

concentration camps

laboratory foods

pharmaceutical cultures

imprisonment

unhappy marriage

industrialization

slavery

religion

Los Angeles International Airport

and

the digital imposition

that is

the internet

yet we can’t stop meddling

with our world

when what remains

of humanity

can no longer see the sun

we will blame pollution

and the microchip

yet it is our own

irreverent

parasitic instincts

too late to admit

human psychology

was the harbinger

of our own death

Tags abnormal psychology, impulse control, mass extinction, observation, science

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Nietzsche wasn’t so peachy, but this woman…

Post author By aayoung
Post date January 24, 2015
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Janne Teller,

a Danish novelist

of Austrian-German background,

wrote the line,

“From the moment we are born,

we begin to die.”

I, poet,

think to myself,

only a Danish novelist

of Austrian-German background

could possibly conceive of a line

that fucking morbid.

The following line should simply read,

“Why not avoid the protracted suffering

and slit your wrists, the proper way, now?”

Death was my business for many years,

Ms. Janne “I-Need-Zoloft” Teller.

I am pleased to inform you,

there is a prolonged period

between birth and death

which we warm blooded humans

refer to as, “life,”

and it is nothing short

of miraculous.

Tags Alicia Young, Ancestry, beauty, Birth, death, depression, Europe, humanity, Janne Teller, Life, light, Nietzsche, poetry

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softened fruit

once you’ve been a mortician

you never stop thinking

or dreaming

like one

beyond exposure

to the harshest chemicals

in existence

it is the psychological blitzkrieg

that is the true

occupational hazard

i am plagued by dreams

of having to embalm

my dead since i was 6 father

his features i set perfectly

but his hands won’t take the fluid

they are a sick yellowish color

with blackened fingernails

the fingers spread apart

ghoulishly

implying

death is always

grasping coldly toward us

as for the rest of humanity

my eyes see them

as softened fruit

about to spoil

each day

has become a discipline

in attempting

not to think

this way

as i find life

in all its pain and glory

to be worthwhile

and of

unfathomable beauty

Tags beauty, death, Life, Mortuary Science, occupational hazarda, Pain, poetry, redemption, writing

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to spit or to swallow

the patience and wisdom

coming with age

are fast becoming

my favorite shoes to wear

as my own horseshit

and the shenanigans of others

become less excusable

with each passing day

every birthday candle wished upon and blown

there comes a point

when you’ve been told

you know better

repeated behaviors are either psychosis

or selfish forms of masturbation

such as the poets who write

their daily vengeance poem

scribbled in shit and crayon

on unsuspecting

psych ward facebook walls

god

grant me the serenity

to zip my lips when called for

to know when to spit

and when to swallow

but mostly

when to say

fuck off

dipshit

Tags aging, chronology, Human Behavior, poetry, Psychology, Punk, Sociology, wisdom, writing

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you’re so much like daddy, be the death of me

Post author By aayoung
Post date November 17, 2014
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my father died in 1984

i haven’t been able to remember his voice since 1986

and the sound of a voice

is the most precious thing to me

but this morning

your twang brought back synapses who longed for three decades to remember

“Daddy loves you, Alicia, be a good girl”

(and i died a thousand deaths in the minutes still ringing after)

and how five minutes later

out the front door

would go all my mother’s clothing

and our Zenith console TV

thank you for that

saddle up, cowboy

give me immortality

you’re so much like daddy

be the death of me

Tags death, immortality, love, perfection

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