I don’t give a shit what people think of me. That’s not a very poetic way to put it. But it’s the truth. I don’t care that you judge me. I don’t care that you have opinions of me, or hot takes or criticisms. I don’t care that you gossip about me or tease meContinue reading “On not giving a sh*t (poem)”
I’m weary, but I can’t rest. I can’t sleep on an empty belly. I can’t relax when I haven’t earned it. I can’t slow down, until the world stops burning down. I can’t breath, until everyone can breath, and not just breath but breath deeply and free. I’m weary, so weary, but I can’t rest.
Repeat. Repeat the show you’ve seen a million times. Repeat and pour yourself another. Repeat your good intentions. Repeat your abuses. Repeat your habits, the good, the bad, and the destructive. Repeat your favorite quotes and your favorite lines. It doesn’t annoy anyone. Repeat your gestures. Repeat your route to work. Repeat your politics, andContinue reading “Repeat”