Monochromatic

if you think about it…
they don’t have a lot of talent
there’s really only one color in their palette
and even that’s growing thin
so busy painting fences with their hatred
they’re not even trying to pretend
hyper-focused on us vs them

(like there’s really any difference
blood…bones…organs…tissue…
all the…Read More

expulsion

my hands fall off the keys
music still hangin
in the air above me
but my body loses it
bench shiftin underneath me
legs forgettin where they belong

and I drop

knees crackin against the floor
spine snappin
as my head falls back
eyes wide and mouth open
that last note still ringin
vibratin thru my bones
holdin me…Read More