Banana peel next to me
I threw away trash and saw it was all black.

Things in my universe are shifting changing
Roomie says I get very unsettled want things to change so quick
But she don't understand thats how the world works
Thats just how I run with and ahead of it.

I get real secretly resentful and lash out in ways
When I feel caged
Controlled
Or like they wanna steal from me.

So I'm trying to find ways to mediate that feeling
The feeling of sharing, giving
And a profound letting go.

And I can do it
I've done it
Lets put aside possession, pride
Like I have so many ******* times before
Because it ain't about my name.

Heres an application
I've scrawled my heart all over it
I'm gonna do everything I can to make it work
My mama told me growing up I was boy crazy too
But I couldn't be more uninterested as of the moment.

I want an intellectual feminist
Someone rooted in artistic appreciation
Loves their family but not with severity
Sees but doesn't chase a future with me
Simply says
"Whats next baby?"
And
"Here is everything I got to give."

And I don't know where he is
But I don't think he is here right this minute
So I give my heart, my validation
My very existence
Away to the art
Where it can't all fall apart
Because nothing is more fulfilling

Than that.