A unrecognizable name writing out linesthat’ll be skipped overswallowed by a fewspitted outand forgotten.A unrecognizable name because I back in within shelters I feel safe and I open just enough to allow the words to drift out within the windwhirling around with the other leaves falling only to be swept awaywithin a bag and burnedContinue reading “A unrecognizable name.”
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I’m a good person.
“I’m a good person.“How can you be so sure?Kindness isn’t definitive and good is opinionand fairness is often limited to situation and we are rarely objective choosing the person we deem are worthyin which is anyone capable of objectivity? Thanks for reading. -Temperamentally Tina
As they take off into space.
I’ll live more simple as they take off into spaceI’ll hunker down heresparingly taking the foodfor my family paying the mortgage of a small home as they ride the rocket ship I’ll drive a simple carto and from work home I’ll come back to as they walk off a rocket tears in their eyes asContinue reading “As they take off into space.”
I feel the swelling.
I feel the swelling beneath my sculland I know if it was cracked open there would be no abnormalities no scar tissue to seefor I feel the intensity of my thoughtsand thoughts don’t leave physical residue it’s all emotional and it’s all in there in that squishy partno one can seenot even I although IContinue reading “I feel the swelling.”
Clinging within a plastic bag.
“Normalize”that word is deadlyclinging within a plastic bagplaced upon a headuntil the oxygenhas completely deflatedleaving little air leftfor anyone to feel themselves. Rather lets scream “ACCEPTANCE!”and allow the thoughtof normal to festerwithin an individual rather than be a forcedchange in direction because difference doesn’t have to be hatred.It can just be you being youand meContinue reading “Clinging within a plastic bag.”
Like a drip of acid.
Each task I must completeis like a drip of acidwithin my braina burning sensation eating holes through my memory a few tasks slip oh I forgot I can’t remember I can’t think of it all. An antidote within adaptation if I evolve into an individual that doesn’t stressthat doesn’t worry would that repair the holesbringContinue reading “Like a drip of acid.”
Harden into rocks.
All my thoughts are heavy as if they solidify and harden into rockscontaining wordsand memories.Longing for an archeologist to come along and chisel them out taking them away from meand freeing my brain from the weightof its endless thoughts. Thanks for reading. -Temperamentally Tina
The days.
The daysthey keep happening and the seconds keep spinning and if I could walk back through each dayeach moment I never would because looking to the past promotes resentment and regret. Thanks for reading. -Temperamentally Tina
The red evaporated.
A honk of the hornthe red evaporated and the light turned greenthe street stainsthey disappeared and the carthat stopped to long scurried by the driver out of a daze chances are they kept going that car behind them clutching onto angst for a matter of a second seems eternity when their stresses keep pushing uponContinue reading “The red evaporated.”
Weeding through reality and image.
Weeding through reality and image the roots have tangled and begun to grow together as a selfie is taken with a smile held up by the stem. The flowers open for the light to soak in the perfect glow because the image of happy and success must be captured and always shared. As the sunContinue reading “Weeding through reality and image.”
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