Summer Anger 2019
2019 I will attempt at controlling my black rage I will allow room for the repetitive speech The same verses The same hooks For my mind to not take lyrics personally To squeeze into anthems like size 6 jeans on my size 14 ass I will not scream my voice a baritone hum of symphonies so sweet my roar has always scared me I will play the peacock when I feel the need 2019 has yet to dance with me instead, it keeps telling me to do my feet Listening carefully it's a hard lesson in loving me irritation a sign that you view an outside source just as powerful as yourself the cognitive moment of fight or flight I will not use words not able to fit into your conversation to prove to myself my brain works A new day is presented every day instead, I will observe the root kiss my tongue softly in its presentation For so many find it beautiful to speak in such a way that connection is frazzled to create chaos for the thrill of power drains power in every direct...