Spicy Digits

Spicy Digits 1d

I'll see you next someday,
Passive but free,
I'll meet you where the
Clouds turn to trees.

I'll see you next someday,
Wearing naked honesty,
I'll meet you deep in the
Wastelands of tranquility.

Spicy Digits 1d

Quiet Quitting

For lack of mirror
I believed she was small
For every hit
I hit her twice
For lack of peace
I created her world
For lack of love
I made her indispensable
For lack of care
She trusted noone
For lack of respect
She lost her voice

Then I saw my reflection,
That she was
LOUD
And InTeNsE.
QUIET
And KiNd.
RIDICULOUS
And AnNoYiNg,

Real.

I see she loves you,
AND is sick of your *******.

Spicy Digits 1d

Here's to the lies

I will not empty myself
For profit
Replace her with a brand,
Digestible,
Instead of root-bound.

I'm not afraid of helping
But of exploiting
The same eating at the table
With salt and sawdust,
Exhausted.

Not afraid of using time
But selling all the hours.
This neutron star,
This storm surge
Bottled on the back shelf.

There is nothing I can do
But fall behind
For my peace
Stitch where I can stitch
And live stubbornly as her.

Spicy Digits Mar 27

Public Servant

I hope this email finds you well
Deep in a pit of
Worthiness, untouched by
Regards and empty thank you's
For all your hard work and
Patience with the devil's detail
Taking things off-line
Touching base with yourself
And what a team, a family!
Trapped in survival,
Disposable and flexible.
As per our last discussion
Please find enclosed
Thinly veiled contempt iced
With platitudes, thumbs up,
Controlled and controlling
Reporting and aligning.

I hope this email finds you.

Spicy Digits Mar 17

__ /__

To hold two truths.
Knowing one,
Seeing another.

Feeling their weight.
Stepbrother.

To cry for both
And laugh at it all.

To love you
And retribution.

Spicy Digits Mar 12

Incisor

In witnessing the cults
The noise gets louder
In hearing the noise
Our eyes grow wider
In breathing their words
Our lungs filter

And filter.

Eat at our table
And you will become her.

Spicy Digits Feb 14

Say when

What a shame
She listened, asked.
Asked for their yes's
And then asked some more.

What a shame
She already knows she's a he
And he's a she, and they're
Neither, a symphony.

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