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Not a perfect puzzle piece.

I’m not a perfect puzzle piece slightly bent and it’ll never fit back in the last piece and it can’t be finishedbecause I never belonged. A distorted image layered on in the factoryslipping out unnoticeda defectand I accept that because I don’t want to finish the picture on the box. My mind it’s not patientandContinue reading “Not a perfect puzzle piece.”

Rarely noticed.

I’m rarely noticedrarely catch an eyeor maybe I’m just solid waterand the closer a body getsit freezesand their hands freeze upso they distanceto warm up because I’m colduninviting because I have strict guidelinesdistances I’ve followedyears before it became protocoland they want warmthand they want liesbecause lies keep them feeling nice and keep them feeling prettyandContinue reading “Rarely noticed.”

Seeping out of the pot.

A wrong answera failed gradeseveral mistakes boiling and seeping out of the potas the stove continues sizzling and laughter invadesbecause tryingand trying morebecomes worthlessonce the water evaporates entirely. Thanks for reading. -Temperamentally Tina

Fat festers.

Fat festersand will not burn in a stagnant bodyeven if the mind runs and the mind thinksthe fat it’ll cultivate and the reason is lack of movement at least not enough to keep the fat burning off. Thanks for reading.-Temperamentally Tina

The shards of brain piercing my heart.

Humanity hits hardand I feel fragile.Every hit breaks another piece of glasssending it throughout my blood stream. The shards of brain piercing my heart.I feel the holes opening and their painful recovery to close,only to be opened again.I can’t break free of this humanity,of the make believe I have come to believe in, even ifContinue reading “The shards of brain piercing my heart.”

S-O-U-L

Do you have a soul? Uhh yea I’m wearing shoes,see they’re a little worn down. Although I’m not ready for a new pair yet. No I meant a soul. Like the soles of your feet? No a s-o-u-l! What’s that? It’s a soul, you know who you,what you are. So like my personality?It’s a littleContinue reading “S-O-U-L”

Prisoners

Are we all prisonersof this civilization? The bars electrified by the memories of our pastsand each time a finger slipsour brains fry a little bit. Freedom is impossible when the bars are invisible and our currencyis paperbecause paper can set on fireand our currency is computer codebecause computer codecan be served to another. The onesContinue reading “Prisoners”

The coldness.

She moved through rooms,walls never stoppingdrifting through observing the habitants. The coldness was an indication she was near.The thermostats at war clicking higher and at the same time each night the wailing intensified. As the sage burnedthe habitants called out asking once again why she was stuck?Why she chose to stay behind? Decades pastfaces hadContinue reading “The coldness.”

I find myself in lows.

I find myself in lowswondering whya long line to the finish lineis worth it?Rather a short cuta dash and a slipwithin a short sleep right before thought cuts out and there is nothing and the constant worry and the stress of my humanity comes to a halt and I feel nothing.Finally. I don’t, I haven’t,IContinue reading “I find myself in lows.”

I don’t hate people.

I don’t hate people nor am I disappointed in usI feel we’ve evolved and we have more space to grow and to changeand make better decisions and I have faith we willand I know there will always be those that want morethat take morethat own morethat build morethat take more than neededto flaunt itwhile givingContinue reading “I don’t hate people.”