Starving myself | vENv
I want to burrow deep
into the ground today; perhaps
worms and moles don't race...
the sky feels too bright,
even with all these raindrops &
grey clouds / today, nothing
is as loud as the steady sound
of deprecating drums,
in my head; even when they
shout&repeat, they murdered more.
brothers in the street; someone shot up
the grocery store last week...the feeling of defeat
gets so...strong.
I think my preoccupation
with bread, is fuckin with my hunger.
Shit is like a fuckin leash
or chain...
destiny and destination;
lie beneath.
Can I afford to retreat
again?
This prescription don't heighten my relief...
(And the leaves never
sail high enough) /
Artificial intelligence is plotting
on my prosperity and
every kilogram of my melanin...
sometimes, I fight & sometimes,
I let go.
The goal is to empower
myself, not my nightmares.
The devil prefers me in despair;
right in my ear
wit some bullshit,
per usual /
but
there's miracles within my reach;
if I can just beat back this leech,
for long enough—to
GET. MY. SHIT.
OFF.
Excuse me.
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