Girls spend
Much time
Debating their lack,
Chewing their soul
With vigor.
Always some fault,
This culture determined
To keep their place
Defining them
By false
Inadequacy.
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Girls spend
Much time
Debating their lack,
Chewing their soul
With vigor.
Always some fault,
This culture determined
To keep their place
Defining them
By false
Inadequacy.
I desire my life
Overflowing everywhere
Centered upon love
Upon evening’s curves
Attention drifts longingly
Over her dark eyes
Cold wetness seeps in.
Clothing’s heaviness intense.
Seattle’s winter.
Funny humans,
The only part of this
Universe that flails
And rages, expecting
Full control of this
Immensity.
One cannot achieve greatness
Adhering to the status quo.
Mediocrity, numbing the
Quiet desperation, drifting
Through life barely creates
Fertilizer for poppies.
In the night’s darkness
Sometimes I find strange comfort
Peace through self knowledge.
I try responding
To negativity
By facing this rage,
Sadness, misery, and
Acting against it with
Compassion and love.
For water is what cools
Fire.
Violence doesn’t heal.
Tis a short term thing,
Self-inflicted grief
Building upon agony.
Simmering wreckage,
Quite close to home.
New destruction layered
Upon the old.
Gargantuan pachyderm
Calmly sits,
Ignored.
Glancing upwards now,
A graying sky calming me.
Rain speckles my lens.