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you say take a leap as if I haven’t already leapt into glass face-first on several occasions and called it “character development” my mouth also tells the truth usually by accident usually when I’m trying to be quiet it bleeds confession like it’s proud of the mess suffering can wait, you say mine doesn’t — it schedules recurring appointments leaves Post-It notes on the fridge DON’T FORGET: SELF-LOATHING @ 3PM still I’ve outgrown despair before like old skin like last year’s aesthetic I evolve compulsively out of spite you say thought has antigravitational engines mine does too but I’ve replaced the safety protocols with loud music and intrusive memories fine. I’ll feed myself knowledge even if it tastes like chalk even if philosophy gives me heartburn even if truth arrives dressed as humiliation you say, take a leap into your voice sure — but understand my voice doesn’t come out as speech it comes out as collision as laugh-crying at 4am as poetry disguised as deflection so let the sun come from my mouth? no let something stranger let me exhale neon static radio transmissions from the version of me that survived a different timeline I will leap but don’t call it bravery call it malfunction call it momentum call it **** it, why not** if I become a smile know this: it will be lopsided unsettling and honest.
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Sep 30, 2025
Sep 30, 2025 at 3:24 AM UTC
Leap?
you say take a leap as if I haven’t already leapt into glass face-first on several occasions and called it “character development” my mouth also tells the truth usually by accident usually when I’m trying to be quiet it bleeds confession like it’s proud of the mess suffering can wait, you say mine doesn’t — it schedules recurring appointments leaves Post-It notes on the fridge DON’T FORGET: SELF-LOATHING @ 3PM still I’ve outgrown despair before like old skin like last year’s aesthetic I evolve compulsively out of spite you say thought has antigravitational engines mine does too but I’ve replaced the safety protocols with loud music and intrusive memories fine. I’ll feed myself knowledge even if it tastes like chalk even if philosophy gives me heartburn even if truth arrives dressed as humiliation you say, take a leap into your voice sure — but understand my voice doesn’t come out as speech it comes out as collision as laugh-crying at 4am as poetry disguised as deflection so let the sun come from my mouth? no let something stranger let me exhale neon static radio transmissions from the version of me that survived a different timeline I will leap but don’t call it bravery call it malfunction call it momentum call it **** it, why not** if I become a smile know this: it will be lopsided unsettling and honest.
Inspired by: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/5169139/take-a-leap/
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Sep 30, 2025
Sep 30, 2025 at 3:24 AM UTC
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