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 direction
consumption to distribution
2019 has taught me
to consume my words as I have done my food.
Dinner plates
I can't wait to see ones that reflect the food I am willing to see
Food someone else is willing to make.
Food
If he loves me he brings me food
So why will the size of my ass offend thee
Cake
Cake
Cake
If ask for a birthday do I not feel the need to put it in his face
But cake batter ain’t for everybody.
2019 I will refrain my cakes when he speaks to my face
In hopes they are not one in the same

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