Adventure_Ren
@adventureren.bsky.social
She/they/us
My poems on Bluesky and Tumblr are free. Do not use them to cause harm or instigate conflict. Let me know how you make use of them, if you wish.
Sometimes I stream: twitch.tv/adventure_ren
Some know me as: tumblr.com/blog/probablynanobots
My poems on Bluesky and Tumblr are free. Do not use them to cause harm or instigate conflict. Let me know how you make use of them, if you wish.
Sometimes I stream: twitch.tv/adventure_ren
Some know me as: tumblr.com/blog/probablynanobots
They test us out
Which deaths bear clout
Whose pain is advertised?
Another classroom torn?
Move on.
Black, Brown, or Native born?
Move on.
White Woman? Labeled thorn.
Move on.
White MAN?
Hold up! This action ripples wide.
A clarion, to choose your side.
A beacon lifted up
By all the rest who died
Which deaths bear clout
Whose pain is advertised?
Another classroom torn?
Move on.
Black, Brown, or Native born?
Move on.
White Woman? Labeled thorn.
Move on.
White MAN?
Hold up! This action ripples wide.
A clarion, to choose your side.
A beacon lifted up
By all the rest who died
January 27, 2026 at 10:27 PM
They test us out
Which deaths bear clout
Whose pain is advertised?
Another classroom torn?
Move on.
Black, Brown, or Native born?
Move on.
White Woman? Labeled thorn.
Move on.
White MAN?
Hold up! This action ripples wide.
A clarion, to choose your side.
A beacon lifted up
By all the rest who died
Which deaths bear clout
Whose pain is advertised?
Another classroom torn?
Move on.
Black, Brown, or Native born?
Move on.
White Woman? Labeled thorn.
Move on.
White MAN?
Hold up! This action ripples wide.
A clarion, to choose your side.
A beacon lifted up
By all the rest who died
With only words
I cast him out
This king of nothing
Hellish lout
Old doggerel
No pictures pasted
Lord of loss
Your hope is wasted
I cast him out
This king of nothing
Hellish lout
Old doggerel
No pictures pasted
Lord of loss
Your hope is wasted
January 4, 2026 at 3:37 AM
With only words
I cast him out
This king of nothing
Hellish lout
Old doggerel
No pictures pasted
Lord of loss
Your hope is wasted
I cast him out
This king of nothing
Hellish lout
Old doggerel
No pictures pasted
Lord of loss
Your hope is wasted
Call forth the Alpha Channel
That which IS but is NOT seen
Call forth the Background Panel
Paper white or blackest screen
Upon these fields, our layers overlap
Above, below, but never crossed between
Illusion of dimension beyond flat
Imagination left to fill the scene
That which IS but is NOT seen
Call forth the Background Panel
Paper white or blackest screen
Upon these fields, our layers overlap
Above, below, but never crossed between
Illusion of dimension beyond flat
Imagination left to fill the scene
December 29, 2025 at 11:16 PM
Call forth the Alpha Channel
That which IS but is NOT seen
Call forth the Background Panel
Paper white or blackest screen
Upon these fields, our layers overlap
Above, below, but never crossed between
Illusion of dimension beyond flat
Imagination left to fill the scene
That which IS but is NOT seen
Call forth the Background Panel
Paper white or blackest screen
Upon these fields, our layers overlap
Above, below, but never crossed between
Illusion of dimension beyond flat
Imagination left to fill the scene
I dreamed of dancing in the icy rain
Skin steeped in blue until I'm warm again
The brace of temperature
The sting of speed
The knowledge I'll receive what help I need
Skin steeped in blue until I'm warm again
The brace of temperature
The sting of speed
The knowledge I'll receive what help I need
December 19, 2025 at 2:27 AM
I dreamed of dancing in the icy rain
Skin steeped in blue until I'm warm again
The brace of temperature
The sting of speed
The knowledge I'll receive what help I need
Skin steeped in blue until I'm warm again
The brace of temperature
The sting of speed
The knowledge I'll receive what help I need
Beyond the green of malachite
Upon a film of helium
Reflection of a moonless night
Reflexes of the numb
Upon a film of helium
Reflection of a moonless night
Reflexes of the numb
December 15, 2025 at 8:01 PM
Beyond the green of malachite
Upon a film of helium
Reflection of a moonless night
Reflexes of the numb
Upon a film of helium
Reflection of a moonless night
Reflexes of the numb
What god's, what hero's name
Are lost by those that sound the same
Adam, a dam, a man, les hommes, quelle dame
For context, one must seek beyond the frame
Are lost by those that sound the same
Adam, a dam, a man, les hommes, quelle dame
For context, one must seek beyond the frame
November 17, 2025 at 5:08 PM
What god's, what hero's name
Are lost by those that sound the same
Adam, a dam, a man, les hommes, quelle dame
For context, one must seek beyond the frame
Are lost by those that sound the same
Adam, a dam, a man, les hommes, quelle dame
For context, one must seek beyond the frame
Tick Tock
The Clock of Ages
Aegis of the Sages
Cut for Time
As Hour Wages
Caught by Rhyme
Once Writ on Pages
Language Lost
By Libraphages
Glottal Cost
Or Choking Rages
The Clock of Ages
Aegis of the Sages
Cut for Time
As Hour Wages
Caught by Rhyme
Once Writ on Pages
Language Lost
By Libraphages
Glottal Cost
Or Choking Rages
November 14, 2025 at 8:38 PM
Tick Tock
The Clock of Ages
Aegis of the Sages
Cut for Time
As Hour Wages
Caught by Rhyme
Once Writ on Pages
Language Lost
By Libraphages
Glottal Cost
Or Choking Rages
The Clock of Ages
Aegis of the Sages
Cut for Time
As Hour Wages
Caught by Rhyme
Once Writ on Pages
Language Lost
By Libraphages
Glottal Cost
Or Choking Rages
The mast is broken
As the sail becomes our shroud
Present your token
So your soul will be allowed
As the sail becomes our shroud
Present your token
So your soul will be allowed
November 13, 2025 at 8:23 PM
The mast is broken
As the sail becomes our shroud
Present your token
So your soul will be allowed
As the sail becomes our shroud
Present your token
So your soul will be allowed
We are collections
Groups of nerve and bone
Lost, but not alone
We are connections
Mapped, but still unknown
No context without tone
We are corrections
Links between argot
Won by les bons mots
Words change
Words chain
Translate, explain
Groups of nerve and bone
Lost, but not alone
We are connections
Mapped, but still unknown
No context without tone
We are corrections
Links between argot
Won by les bons mots
Words change
Words chain
Translate, explain
November 1, 2025 at 6:41 PM
We are collections
Groups of nerve and bone
Lost, but not alone
We are connections
Mapped, but still unknown
No context without tone
We are corrections
Links between argot
Won by les bons mots
Words change
Words chain
Translate, explain
Groups of nerve and bone
Lost, but not alone
We are connections
Mapped, but still unknown
No context without tone
We are corrections
Links between argot
Won by les bons mots
Words change
Words chain
Translate, explain
I cannot bear the dance from dime to dime
My stomach turns
I lost my will from working overtime
My soul is Herne's
Wild in the night within the storm
Callooh! Callay!
May your home and hearth be warm
Come What May
Come What May
My stomach turns
I lost my will from working overtime
My soul is Herne's
Wild in the night within the storm
Callooh! Callay!
May your home and hearth be warm
Come What May
Come What May
October 23, 2025 at 7:49 PM
I cannot bear the dance from dime to dime
My stomach turns
I lost my will from working overtime
My soul is Herne's
Wild in the night within the storm
Callooh! Callay!
May your home and hearth be warm
Come What May
Come What May
My stomach turns
I lost my will from working overtime
My soul is Herne's
Wild in the night within the storm
Callooh! Callay!
May your home and hearth be warm
Come What May
Come What May
My new window has a whistle
Humming engine, singing wind
Hear it moan among the thistle
Let me in
Let me in
Humming engine, singing wind
Hear it moan among the thistle
Let me in
Let me in
October 20, 2025 at 5:13 PM
My new window has a whistle
Humming engine, singing wind
Hear it moan among the thistle
Let me in
Let me in
Humming engine, singing wind
Hear it moan among the thistle
Let me in
Let me in
I am a sodden piece of bread
Upon which mold can grow
We are the zeitgeist overhead
Beyond that which you know
The cycle between hope and dread
Depends on what we sow
You choose which way you go
Upon which mold can grow
We are the zeitgeist overhead
Beyond that which you know
The cycle between hope and dread
Depends on what we sow
You choose which way you go
October 14, 2025 at 5:01 PM
I am a sodden piece of bread
Upon which mold can grow
We are the zeitgeist overhead
Beyond that which you know
The cycle between hope and dread
Depends on what we sow
You choose which way you go
Upon which mold can grow
We are the zeitgeist overhead
Beyond that which you know
The cycle between hope and dread
Depends on what we sow
You choose which way you go
He sows the seeds of hate
And wins no prize
He thinks it was his fate
And acts surprised
And wins no prize
He thinks it was his fate
And acts surprised
October 10, 2025 at 2:43 PM
He sows the seeds of hate
And wins no prize
He thinks it was his fate
And acts surprised
And wins no prize
He thinks it was his fate
And acts surprised
My talent lies in acting out
In screaming silently
My weakness lies in having clout
Even mums dis me
In screaming silently
My weakness lies in having clout
Even mums dis me
October 5, 2025 at 9:51 PM
My talent lies in acting out
In screaming silently
My weakness lies in having clout
Even mums dis me
In screaming silently
My weakness lies in having clout
Even mums dis me
I need your words
To wrap my eyes around
I find that ink
Comes easier than sound
To wrap my eyes around
I find that ink
Comes easier than sound
October 2, 2025 at 6:45 PM
I need your words
To wrap my eyes around
I find that ink
Comes easier than sound
To wrap my eyes around
I find that ink
Comes easier than sound
Build up, break down
Shift the Third Estate
Beware the First and Second
The powers that sow hate
Safety in numbers
'Til the numbers get to high
Then they drive us out
Of places where we thrive
A plague of persons
Gentle AND/OR Strange
If we survive attack
They plaster us with blame
Shift the Third Estate
Beware the First and Second
The powers that sow hate
Safety in numbers
'Til the numbers get to high
Then they drive us out
Of places where we thrive
A plague of persons
Gentle AND/OR Strange
If we survive attack
They plaster us with blame
September 28, 2025 at 7:08 PM
Build up, break down
Shift the Third Estate
Beware the First and Second
The powers that sow hate
Safety in numbers
'Til the numbers get to high
Then they drive us out
Of places where we thrive
A plague of persons
Gentle AND/OR Strange
If we survive attack
They plaster us with blame
Shift the Third Estate
Beware the First and Second
The powers that sow hate
Safety in numbers
'Til the numbers get to high
Then they drive us out
Of places where we thrive
A plague of persons
Gentle AND/OR Strange
If we survive attack
They plaster us with blame
Masked marauders under dead of night
Or sanctioned sinners claiming hate is right
When faced with darkness, left alone to fight
The ask and tell of love must see the light
Or sanctioned sinners claiming hate is right
When faced with darkness, left alone to fight
The ask and tell of love must see the light
September 25, 2025 at 8:49 PM
Masked marauders under dead of night
Or sanctioned sinners claiming hate is right
When faced with darkness, left alone to fight
The ask and tell of love must see the light
Or sanctioned sinners claiming hate is right
When faced with darkness, left alone to fight
The ask and tell of love must see the light
Water locked beneath the skin
We drink our weight, we soak it in
Our flesh will swell before we let it go
Eau agua uisce su voda vesi air H2O
We drink our weight, we soak it in
Our flesh will swell before we let it go
Eau agua uisce su voda vesi air H2O
September 20, 2025 at 3:42 PM
Water locked beneath the skin
We drink our weight, we soak it in
Our flesh will swell before we let it go
Eau agua uisce su voda vesi air H2O
We drink our weight, we soak it in
Our flesh will swell before we let it go
Eau agua uisce su voda vesi air H2O
Ignorance is bliss
Until the walls fall
We don't know what we'll miss
Until the last call
Until the walls fall
We don't know what we'll miss
Until the last call
September 19, 2025 at 7:42 PM
Ignorance is bliss
Until the walls fall
We don't know what we'll miss
Until the last call
Until the walls fall
We don't know what we'll miss
Until the last call
I smell of mint that stole my garden
Hid the mantis nymph and fed the bees
Pulled up from stones but still it winds beneath
With mulberry and hawthorn, it remains
Hid the mantis nymph and fed the bees
Pulled up from stones but still it winds beneath
With mulberry and hawthorn, it remains
August 26, 2025 at 4:48 PM
I smell of mint that stole my garden
Hid the mantis nymph and fed the bees
Pulled up from stones but still it winds beneath
With mulberry and hawthorn, it remains
Hid the mantis nymph and fed the bees
Pulled up from stones but still it winds beneath
With mulberry and hawthorn, it remains
I overwhelm myself
Most every day
So noisy in my mind
I'm ground away
Sound itself is powder fine
Static snow before the cathode ray
No sense that we can yet define
Absorbs the cost of what we do not say
Most every day
So noisy in my mind
I'm ground away
Sound itself is powder fine
Static snow before the cathode ray
No sense that we can yet define
Absorbs the cost of what we do not say
August 20, 2025 at 9:51 PM
I overwhelm myself
Most every day
So noisy in my mind
I'm ground away
Sound itself is powder fine
Static snow before the cathode ray
No sense that we can yet define
Absorbs the cost of what we do not say
Most every day
So noisy in my mind
I'm ground away
Sound itself is powder fine
Static snow before the cathode ray
No sense that we can yet define
Absorbs the cost of what we do not say
When Alice served the cake, the lion roared
Above the Tweedles' Wood, Jabberwock soared
How many times must we redraw the board
King and Queen by Knight or Jack defined
Piece or Card, by Game the rules will bind
Through Glass or Rabbit's Den, we crossed the line
Reset
Advance
Above the Tweedles' Wood, Jabberwock soared
How many times must we redraw the board
King and Queen by Knight or Jack defined
Piece or Card, by Game the rules will bind
Through Glass or Rabbit's Den, we crossed the line
Reset
Advance
August 18, 2025 at 12:35 AM
When Alice served the cake, the lion roared
Above the Tweedles' Wood, Jabberwock soared
How many times must we redraw the board
King and Queen by Knight or Jack defined
Piece or Card, by Game the rules will bind
Through Glass or Rabbit's Den, we crossed the line
Reset
Advance
Above the Tweedles' Wood, Jabberwock soared
How many times must we redraw the board
King and Queen by Knight or Jack defined
Piece or Card, by Game the rules will bind
Through Glass or Rabbit's Den, we crossed the line
Reset
Advance
Congratulations, I'm afraid
We're trapped within the bed you made
Around us flames of war are closing in
Congratulations, you got used
Your single issue was abused
You cast your vote, now you must face your sin
We're trapped within the bed you made
Around us flames of war are closing in
Congratulations, you got used
Your single issue was abused
You cast your vote, now you must face your sin
August 15, 2025 at 5:34 PM
Congratulations, I'm afraid
We're trapped within the bed you made
Around us flames of war are closing in
Congratulations, you got used
Your single issue was abused
You cast your vote, now you must face your sin
We're trapped within the bed you made
Around us flames of war are closing in
Congratulations, you got used
Your single issue was abused
You cast your vote, now you must face your sin
He fights a war within his head
If he succeeds, it means we're dead
No enemy is stronger than his greed
He weaves a tale of dangers wide
With hidden traps upon each side
No friend of his is useful past his need
If he succeeds, it means we're dead
No enemy is stronger than his greed
He weaves a tale of dangers wide
With hidden traps upon each side
No friend of his is useful past his need
August 12, 2025 at 4:57 PM
He fights a war within his head
If he succeeds, it means we're dead
No enemy is stronger than his greed
He weaves a tale of dangers wide
With hidden traps upon each side
No friend of his is useful past his need
If he succeeds, it means we're dead
No enemy is stronger than his greed
He weaves a tale of dangers wide
With hidden traps upon each side
No friend of his is useful past his need
Some days, the air sits heavy on my skin
The weight of atoms as electrons press within
We are the conduits of time
Entropy is one direction, but it rhymes
What spreads will once again condense
The cycle turns without human pretense.
The weight of atoms as electrons press within
We are the conduits of time
Entropy is one direction, but it rhymes
What spreads will once again condense
The cycle turns without human pretense.
August 10, 2025 at 7:19 PM
Some days, the air sits heavy on my skin
The weight of atoms as electrons press within
We are the conduits of time
Entropy is one direction, but it rhymes
What spreads will once again condense
The cycle turns without human pretense.
The weight of atoms as electrons press within
We are the conduits of time
Entropy is one direction, but it rhymes
What spreads will once again condense
The cycle turns without human pretense.