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@jenthorne.bsky.socialOct 2, 2026, 6:00 PM

I love that you are a #rotenjoyer and love this poem ♥️

@thebisylarke.bsky.socialOct 2, 2026, 4:19 PM

my offering this lovely fall friday for #PoemsAbout #Rot
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
I could probably write into this prompt endlessly, as a certified #RotEnjoyer, but this poem came out of me trying to write against some of the themes i tend to write into

i hope autumn is treating you all well so far!

AGAINST YEARNING i try to think against yearning, to call my power back, to press it hard against my hopeless romantic heart and my escapist tendencies and my penchant for devotional drowning, but when i try to swim against that current, i find myself caught in the swell, despite my practiced doggy paddle, my easy floating. i try to write against yearning, creating strict routines and mandates on desire, but my desire leads me back to the muddy muse. i try not to rot like a red leaf sinking into this puddle of sickly autumn rain… but what else can rot do but rot? what else does life do but decay? what else does eros do but chase? i try to feel something, anything but this loathsome yearning but i find myself in my grayest fantasies, leaning in to kiss a dream. i find myself pressing up against a ghost. i try to work against yearning but it swallows me and goddamn, do i want nothing more than to be devoured. i try to push this yearning away but i am so good at waiting, and yearning always comes to those who wait. sometimes, something else does. most days, nothing comes, especially not me. i try to live against yearning but of course, i always find myself against yearning, skin on skin, heart to heart, cheek to cheek, if only in my stray dog dreams. the more i lean into this solitary love affair, the more i think i wouldn’t change a thing.