Sometimes I’m a ****
When I stay after work
At the bar
For a drink
Maybe two.

Just killing time
Spending my dime

And I forget to text you.

It’s hard to come home
When your asleep
I feel alone

Just want
A little
conversation

I am dying to see
Some bites of history
The language
That we speak
Is evolving.

#metoo
Chris brown
A cultural icon
His music
Moves an ocean
Of people.

There is struggle
Divine
And man
Unwise
But always growing☘️

In this dead tongue
I feel alive
These words
Are moving.

A witch
A siren
A harpy

Sees the moonlight
On water
Like pearls

Like my memory
My sailor heart stirred
Awakens
To the oceans
lore

The water
Is deep
Is restless

Dark things live
Beneath
These waves

The treasure
Hidden
And kept
Secret

A journey
Most dangerous
And a dragon
Laid waste

My tooth aches in my mouth,
the space where it use to be.
A  gap
In me memory,
drinking
remembers my smile.

I'm a symptom of life
I cry when it rains
And my mind is wet.
I write when I die
Each emotion
Larger than life.
Nothing can make
You love me,
Like I want
You to.

Even then,
It's a struggle to define.

Being as I am.

Do you know what it's like to be young at heart?
To have a baby face?
And no one takes you seriously?
I do.
My man doesn't believe me. Hess fighting with me cuz I'm a *******.
I don't work when i say I do and
I buy classic Pumas that make me feel good.
It doesn't matter.
When I'm at the dive bar by myself
And the fools think I'm cute cute
When I'm sad.
What a night.
I said yes
A week ago.
And I thought
My shoes
We're fly.